That prick!
That bloody prick; never all that pleasant but sometimes necessary.
I don't like injections, it feels odd and far too invasive. This one is going to keep me alive though, at least that's its purpose. It's a big-ass needle though and I reckon it's going to fucken hurt, but the alternative isn't much of a viable option - dying rarely is.
It's for emergency situations, time and life-critical moments, and has to be plunged directly into muscle; Yeah, ouchy! When it was explained to me at the hospital I commented to the nurse about how much I'd expect it to hurt and she said, you'll not know about it until later G-dog, you'll be out to it - and without the injection that's how you'll stay so don't be a big baby.
A bloody cheeky one she was.
That got my attention though, and I figure I'd rather have a sore thigh after having been speared by this two inch needle than be dead, there's no coming back from the latter condition...although I'm coming back to fucken haunt some people, I promise you that. I have a list.
I carry the needle-kit with me at all times, the syringe and medication vial, and my girl-person knows how to administer it; she has to do it as I'll be out for the count and unable to.
I have visions of her stabbing it directly into my heart with all the gusto and force of someone harpooning a bloody whale and I wonder what that might feel like but she assures me she'll probably not do that. The use of the word probably wasn't lost on me. So, I'm on my best behaviour these days to hopefully prevent a possible heart-harpooning from my girl. I think she said that on purpose so I behave.
I've been in difficult situations before, ones that carry risk, however it's a different feeling walking around day-to-day knowing it could be my last and that I'm reliant on being harpooned in the advent of me having a situation.
I'm one of those guys who likes to be prepared and part of that the need to have control, maybe influence is a better word, over what I do and how I proceed be it thoughts, attitudes or actions and now...well, there's things I can't control I guess and I may have to rely upon someone needle-harpooning me, or at least having the presence of mind to call 000 to get the paramedics on-site to do what they do...you know, save my life. I fucken hate not being in control of my life and it's caused me some stress lately.
I'm self-reliant by nature, I pride myself on it, but in this I'm not...I simply can't harpoon myself. It's been difficult to come to terms with that but I have; I guess that's one of my strong-points, the ability to adapt, overcome, stand back up, dust off and fucken move forward after being knocked down. I'd be lying if I said I'm not worried about getting harpooned with this needle though.
Today a friend called me for a chat; he found out about my situation despite me telling almost no one in my real-life world - I think my girl called him to let him know I'd been in a bit of a battle over the last several weeks - he called to tell me something. You want to know what he said?
Cowboy the fuck up bro.
That's what he said. He said some other words first of course, g'day bro and all that, but then unleashed that sage piece of advice. Cowboy the fuck up bro. He didn't need to say much else, he'd made his point.
Isn't it strange how sometimes the most basic words can have the biggest impact? I knew I had to of course, I have no choice but to cowboy up, but it was like something fell into place when he said it and the thought of being needle-harpooned was no longer an issue. It all just made sense.
If I am out to it and in need of a good fucken harpooning there's two things that can happen. I'll come out of it or I won't. If I do not I'll not know about it and can get to haunting those on my haunt-list and if I do...I'll owe someone my life and thank them for saving me. There's not much else to it really. I'll be grateful if someone harpoons me though, of that I'm sure.
I grabbed these shots today using my light box. I know, it doesn't look much like a harpoon but I get the impression it'll feel that way when it gets jammed into my upper thigh with purpose...they'll have to remove my pants first though and I hope I'm wearing underpants that day. If not, well...surprise!
Getting injections sucks, for me at least, I simply don't like it. Does anyone actually enjoy it? I think not. How about you, do you hate needles too? Do you have any bad or interesting injection stories? Have you ever been harpooned like a whale? I hope someone actually has, I'd like to know how it feels so I can mentally prepare for it. Maybe you'd just like to make a general comment; either way feel free to reach out, I'm always happy to hear from you and will reply.
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Bummer to hear mate, I agree with your other friend. Cowboy up and keep ridin'.
Don't forget to check the expiration date and replace every so often, it's easy to lose track of the time..
I welcome all harpoonings with open arms! Lol.
Yeah, the expiration date is important, I'm on it. Hopefully I'll never have to get harpooned but if I do, hopefully someone videos it, will make a good post.
This is what i like most and describe manhood in bestest way...thanks to my elder brother vulnerability with syringes I got stronger, and tougher. He simply faint watching an injection ....
BTW...m I missed out on something🤔? What made you to be harphooned, all well ?
Yeah right? I mean, there's not really much choice sometimes as falling in a jumbled heap and staying there isn't really viable, not for me anyway. I've always tended to be the *get up and dust off sort of person, even from a young age. It's worked well for me.
I've god a health condition is all, something that can be lived with but comes with a degree of risk each day. I intend not to get harpooned but if it happens I'll accept it.
As someone who's harpooned many, though in a different spot thankfully, and not subject to make crotch shots, I'm ambivalent to it now, and usually keep a close eye on the harpooner these days to make sure they don't fuck it up. It is a tricky thing for sure though, because it's both shit but important so you do have that momentary thought of "do I want to get harpooned..?" and then you just get it done lol.
Quite sage advice though, cowboy up! Another one I like is "buckle up buttercup".
Luckily I'll be passed out when I'm harpooned so all good, I'll not care right then, and later...I'll probably just be thankful to the person who harpooned me and saved my life. I might buy them a gift, or give them a smackdown depending on how hard the harpooning was.
It's not a real harpooning if they didn't give you a bruise :D
If they've got a rope or chain attached to the harpoon and drag me back into a whaling boat then make sushi out of me...I'll know I've been truly harpooned.
You are not 200lbs overweight, you are in pretty awesome physical shape, you eat healthy.
I am typing this while eating a chocolate donut, smoking a pack of filter-less camel cigarettes. And mainlining a 5lb.bag of processed sugar. And I have done zero exercise in years.
Give me a virtual bitch slap if I am out of line. 😉
Too much awesomeness I guess, one can only have so much before it circles around and self-regulates.
You are pretty awesome. 😎
See Threema.
Ok.
Seven billion people on the planet and one says this...I appreciate it. My day is a bit more awesome because of it.
I understand you, I hate injections, they are scary and painful.
I have a friend who is always injecting himself with vitamins and painkillers and once I asked him if he didn't prefer to take them and he said no, I asked him if it hurt and he said it was a tasty pain 🤷♀️
As for your health, I hope you can follow some natural treatment that can make you feel much better. I have seen miraculous cases.
There is no natural treatment, none exists and a miracle isn't likely. Besides, if that miracle-scenario was to be a thing, I'd rather someone else received it as there are far more worthy people in the world than myself.
Hopefully I don't need to be harpooned like Moby Dick, but if so hopefully I survive, I'm not quite ready to check out of life yet.
Yes, there are miraculous natural treatments for your condition, I know of one case, a friend of my sister's has been cured with a plant that is grown in Nigeria.
And well, who knows, I believe that nothing is written, only the time to die. When it's not our time to die, not even if we're struck by lightning.
What a strange thing for you to say, especially after I have clearly stated there is none and considering you have no clue what my condition actually is.
I'm sorry if my words sounded strange to you. I get an idea of your condition, but I'm not totally sure, you're right about that. Anyway, I hope all goes well.
Have a good day or night, here starts the day for me.
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If it ever happens, you won't even know it. That should bring you some comfort. A few words of advice.
Always wear clean underwear.
Of course, I say this merely in jest. I know you will take good care of yourself as well as you do everything else. You better keep things happy with your girl person. :)
Or none and make someone's day? 😊
This is great advice for every male of the species.
Indeed. It pays dividends!
Happy wife = Happy life
If I have a word upper than hate than I want to use that word for injections. Because I also don't like injections. And second thing is the nurse's answers who always say that it is not going to hurt you, just close the eyes.
I also want to have a control over things and I want to do everything with preparation but dude this is world and things go according to the will of God. In some situations we are out of control. Sometimes words ruin us and even make us.
Lol, it's not going to hurt...but it often does.
I respectfully disagree. I don't place my life and future in the hands of "god"; I take an active role. I guess I'm less inclined to say things like, it's god's will, and more inclined to say, I'm responsible.
Should I step out in front of a car and get run over and killed that's on me. If I work hard at my job and get a promotion and pay rise that's on me.
Sure, things are out of a human beings control but I'm not one to attribute it, the good or the bad, to the will of god. That's just my opinion and one I feel comfortable sharing. That doesn't negate your opinion to the contrary though.
Thanks for your comment.
But you know when things are out of hand, than it's common thing in all of us that we have better excuse to say that it's will of God.
Like grapes are soar.
I understand that someone who is religious would say such things but for me I don't; I'm more pragmatic and after a life of taking ownership of myself it's not a concept that I could subscribe to.
I can't stand needles. Not sure I ever will. Even after the whole cancer thing and having to get blood drawn every six months it still makes me squeamish. I don't think any level of cowboying up will fix that!
It just seems wring right? For me it's not the pain really, it just feels wrong. When the take blood, which happens regularly for me, I always watch; I guess that's my way of dealing with the fact I don't like it...sort of like saying, fuck you needle, I'm not afraid! It's a weird thing though, to see the fluid that keeps one alive flowing out.
I always look the other way ... I wouldn't know! 😃
Haha, yeah you and most others I guess. Sometimes I close one eye...reduces the impact of the scenario by 50%.
Anyway, I'm a paramedic. At first I was thinking this was epinephrine. In that case, always stab your self. You don't even have to take the pants off if the needle is long enough But this looks like a setup for sterile water and glucagon. If that's the case, first off, the stuff works pretty slowly compared to D50. You definitely don't want to do an intramuscular injection with D50 as it will undoubtedly cause tissue necrosis. Nasty stuff. I mean, I've had decent luck and similar speed with oral glucose. (Plus it's cheap comparatively.
BUT for you my needle-averse friend, if it does happen to be glucagon that you're after, they make a 3mg intranasal version. I think it's more expensive (unfortunate because glucagon is already expensive at least here in the states). You only have to shoot that up your nose. People get weird under pressure and make bad decisions. It's hard to mess a nasal spray up. When mixing the powder solution it's usually only 1mg powder in 1mL of sterile water. Don't be tricked into thinking it's anything other than sterile water in the needle. It ain't that special. Since, it is usually only 1ml you can totally shoot it in an arm. Although this isn't practical when you're performing the deed on yourself.
Yeah, my mates are all that way inclined, I am too. Excuses and hiding from the reality of the situations we're faced with isn't our way. Ownership and discipline is. I've told many of them to cowboy up in various situations and they mostly did...the one's that did not aren't around me anymore.
Anyway, I'm fortunate to have excellent medical support around me, doctors and nurses who ensure I have the best care, I have a post about that shortly actually, and I'm pretty certain getting harpooned won't be to bad of a situation should it have to happen.
Sounds good. I'm more or less addicted to emergency medicine. You just gave me another opportunity to talk about it.
If that makes you squeamish, take comfort in knowing that you just get the "harpoon." When that doesn't work we drill into bones. (Not an exaggeration.)
I'm not squeamish. Not in the least bit.
Whenever I visit a hospital, I always suggest doctors to replace these injections with capsules or syrups. And they in return laugh at me🙂
Yes, that would be preferable but I think for many forms of medication it's not possible. If only they could put medication into chocolate, I'd not mind taking it then.
Yes, I know this is not possible for many forms of medication, but believe me I also hate injections because some of them left a mark on my body which are not removable 😭
First of all, shake a leg or how we say in italian "in bocca al lupo" for such things.
And until the last breathe you will be still breathing so keep it hard, stay rocky-cocky and go ahead!
I have never been harpooned and needles literally frighten me to freezing. BUT, this harpoon is from the "good guys" not from the "whale/soul hunters" :D
I'll keep standing and moving forward...until I'm dead and then it's haunting time! It's a long list.
Lol
The thing that is making me smile is when you said injections is for critical situations...
Well, it may be and may not be. Injection helps you to get better faster than medicine but most people don't like injection ls because it is painful...
I'm always running away from it too
Yes indeed, critical situations are often things to laugh and smile about huh?
I'm so sorry. I know I'm not supposed to laugh but you do know how to make the most dreadful of situations funny.
But, to be honest. That syringe looks like the one you see in movies where the villain injects himself with something vile that will bring about world destruction. Nasty looking.
I suppose the breakfast in bed for your girl will get a lot more frequent. Wouldn't want an accident now, would we?
Life is all funny, sometimes humorous-funny and sometimes odd-funny don't you think? I guess I don't see much point in taking it all that seriously in a blog; I take things seriously in real life though...but always find room for humour.
Haha...yes I better up the ante I guess, one wouldn't want to get harpooned for slacking off right?
I'm sure if you were mistakenly harpooned, there would be no way to make it humourous for the blog.
"Guess Who Got Harpooned?" Or so for the title. I'll not hope for it, don't worry.
Humorous harpooning for the title maybe?
Should work. Especially if we'd read this beforehand. No doubt, there would be a lot of people that will jump in glee at the prospect.
I reckon there'd be a few lining up to harpoon me...with an actual harpoon though. The problem is, I'm hard to kill.
I've figured. Which is why we best keep the good lady happy you know, cause it's usually the accidents that does the trick.
She better keep me happy too or...or...ah fuck it, who am I trying to kid...I'm just lucky to have someone who tolerates me! 😂
I should imagine you're a total handful.
Living with G-dog everyday. Oh, the absolute horrors.😂
Yeah, some may think that...fortunately though, my girl-person thinks I'm absolutely delightful. 😇
Well if we put the wit and rib-cracking humour and a bit of the other thing, I suppose it just about covers up any lapses.😁
Haha, yeah that's it...A little humour makes up for some of the other things. (Not there is any other things of course.) 😉
Hehe. Of course.
Oh yes, Galen, my dear friend, I still remember and know firsthand what it's like to feel that you're going to die, that the injections are constant and painful and that you can't take one more puncture; because the chemicals burn your veins, it's terrible.
I still don't like being harpooned "as you say" by the needles of an injector.
Thank you for this post, it has a positive and revealing effect to move forward and in control of life.
I wish from my heart that your health improves. I send you a strong and warm hug of well-being.💜🙌
We're all going to die right? I think it's those who acknowledge that are those that actually live better!
I'm made out of old nails and boot leather...tough as they come. All will be well, until I die of course. 😁
Definitely the fact of having death so close and having managed to make a truce (I'm not looking for you, I'm not hiding, you're not chasing me), lol
It is a transformative experience that elevates and changes our perception forever. Health and life to you, Galen.
They say, live like you're dying, for a reason...because we all are (dying).
Totally Galen, is an example to move forward, to live feeling life "today", even dying, when we think it can't get any worse, and we want to throw in the towel.
I am now understanding the situation, I took the time to investigate and I hope you don't have to be pricked, not knowing that it is not a simple injection but one that will save your life, so before that prick you are at serious risk.
You will be fine.
Needles? When I was a child I had a lot of things, I was pricked very often, lack of vitamins, problems that I didn't know where they came from, going to the hospital in the emergency room.
I had a really bad time, but there was no alternative but to get used to the needles. It doesn't hurt me, if it's thin, but if the blood gets to me .... I don't look at it and that's it.It impresses me!
When my parents separated, all that ended, and my health came back, full and strong. A lot of stress, a lot of somatization... I mean, it was a shitty climate... hell. And that made my health bad.
Today no needles.... no needles, no needles at all, no needles at all, 0 punctures.
Yours is delicate, and unfortunately sometimes we are not self-sufficient, accept it and go on, trust your girl. Trust is the key.
Strong hug Galen!
Needles are a part of my life, multiple ones a day, but the bad boy in these images is the one that'll save my life in certain situations. I'll not mind getting it I guess, the other option isn't a good one.
Hugs work too, I heard they're good for one's health. Thanks for this one, I'll accept it for sure.
Go ahead with confidence, and if you need that needle, it will save you.
That's what they say, it releases worries and stress.
Another super hug!
I am quite neutral about needles. Though I don't like the sight of blood - it makes me nauseous so I will always look away when they draw my blood for tests.
I think most do that. I've seen a lot of blood in my day though, luckily not that much of my own, so I'm somewhat ok with it.
Big ass needle like that, would feel it before it got close.... yup, then feel it for years after as well! Won't join in if avoidable, too much vivid imagination clenching butt cheeks in anticipation.
Avoidance take a lancet, prick and test more regularly, things tend to bounce more as one... well you know. Then the Oximeter every so often relax with finger in 🙃still got a pulse, must be alive hooray.
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Hey G-Dog. While I can sympathize to a degree (but not entirely), you do know how to make anything rather humourous even when in reality in the heat of the moment when you needed to be harpooned, there wouldn't be any laughing.
At least you're in good hands with the people around you, even the rather insensitive cowboy upper friend of yours. I've actually had a similar thing said to me - I don't talk about my health anymore as a result.
As for getting harpooned, well I have a pretty shite story I could tell, but then this comment would be long and boring.
I'm just glad you've got awesome folk around supporting you through this and it sounds like the medical team are pretty cool too 😊
I have run through the scenario in my head and for whomever happens to be around me at the time I imagine there to be a lot of stress, especially if those people are non-EMT/paramedic types which is likely to be the case. Most people have no clue of what to do in any emergency situation, we've talked about this before, and this will be no different. I can't rely on myself for it as I'll be unconscious so...well, I guess I've made price with it and whatever happens will happen. Will it be humorous? That'll depend on what happens when they realised I'm not wearing any underpants.
I also don't like injection because it's too mich hurting me, but now a days better option available in this era. Some times alternative not available amd may be it would be a tough diseases or tough condition of life.
Before I moved to Japan, I donated blood every 6 weeks. Just seemed like a good thing to do. So I got pretty used to watching as that needle slid into my vein and it didn't bother me much. Actually giving the blood wasn't bad, what was incredibly annoying was every single time I would have to sit with a nurse and do a ten minute interview. Things like "Have you been to Africa in the past 6 weeks", "Have you ever had homosexual intercourse", "Do you do drugs", etc. Important things for them to know of donors, I suppose, but having to answer them verbally every time just got so old quickly. Honestly that alone almost put me off doing it.
But anyway, giving blood is one thing, being stabbed by a longer needle into a muscle can't be fun.
Visions of Pulp Fiction there, man. Ouch.
We have a shortage of blood here in Australia and they actively promote blood donors which is good I think, one never knows when one will need it.