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Subject: Re: Getting shots during house calls

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Tim

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Date Posted: Monday, April 28, 2014, 07:02: am
In reply to: Nick 's message, "Re: Getting shots during house calls" on Saturday, April 19, 2014, 07:06: pm

Hi Nick, thanks for sharing. I had a similar experience.

From about 6-12 year old if I had a sore throat, I tried to hide it.

It was only when I got even sicker that my mom would feel my head and take my temperature. This started a whole series of events because I knew if it was 99 or above there was a good chance the doctor would be called. This also meant that most likely I'd hear those dreaded words "I'm going to have to give him a shot." Instant panic.

At this point I broke down and cried like crazy and knew the whole routine. The main thought in my head was feeling the alcohol and a moment later feeling this super thick and long needle going into me. There was no way around the pain. it was going to hurt and I was going to feel every ounce of that medicine going in me.

It was even worse because while my family all held me down they all laughed at the same time. The usual procedure was when the doctor was ready Id feel him wipe my butt with alcohol and then my entire family would slowly count to three. This was torture.

At three the needle was jabbed deep inside me and not only did the needle hurt but the medicine was even worse.

When it was over I talked to no one and stayed in my room for the rest of the night. And I didn't have to wait to sit down. It killed me even laying there.....

Horrible times

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