Nov
11
The Thing About Needles
Let me begin by saying, quite bluntly, that needles scare the shit out of me. You come near me with one, I’m either attacking you with the nearest blunt object [fight] or running away screaming for my mother [flight]. I don’t really care about pain; it’s transient, I realized this a long time ago. [insert cynical comment here about the transience of everything]. It’s the fact that you cannot feel the needle in your arm, and yet you can see it, that freaks me out. I don’t want something I can’t feel inside of me. Woohoo, sexual innuendo. But, seriously, needles are portable, pointy numbness in a silver case.
My record for the number of nurses required to hold me down? 4.
