Thursday, March 10, 2005

Needles

I know. I know. In my line of work, I shouldn't be scared of needles ... but I actually am! Not that I'm afraid of sticking the needles anywhere else. It's perfectly fine jabbing that sharp edge into someone else but when it comes to me, I'm pretty squeamish :) Took my blood today for some tests - usually have a routine blood check-up every once in a while.

Seeing fresh red blood is fine by me, I've been drenched in blood more times than I can count - even one time when the blood splattered all over my gown and I resembled Count Dracula after a particularly messy dinner. It's the pain that I can't stand. Sure, we describe it as an ant's bite but the pierce of the needle feels more like a particularly virulent hornet's sting to me!

8 comments:

Sven said...

Wimp ;P
Sounds like karma chose your career for you Paul ;)

Anonymous said...

Sven,

You stole the words right out of my mouth. Except I was going to use the word "baby."

Anonymous said...

That ended up coming out more harsh then I intended.

Needles are a perfectly rational phobia, Paul. I, too, am afraid of silly little things. Like sharks...and poisonous snakes. :)

Sven said...

Oh, I think Paul is tough enough to take it.

In the spirit of sharing, I confess to my greatest irrational fear as well; men with knives in dark allies at night - I just hate to meet them.. ;)

Anonymous said...

rapatu,

Where on Earth do you go to get shots? Wherever it is, don't go there anymore. It's never supposed to feel like driving a nail into bone.

Sven said...

rapatĂș, I'm not really 'honey'-material..

My irrational fear was just a feeble way of subtly putting needles in perspective.. ;)

savante said...

It's not a phobia... I hardly scream or faint from the shock of a needle. I just hate it. It's an enemy that I despise.

But I do have irrational fears of big men with large knives in the night. :)

Sven, you're not honey material? I suddenly wonder whether you're one of those big men above :)

Paul

Sven said...

No no Paul, don't go looking for me in a dark ally, I'll be across the street in the coffee shop/bar/pub flirting..

The 'honey'-thing has more to do with cultural context, it doesn't go well here, as it's percived as talking down to someone. Though I'm aware it has compltely diffrent connotations in other contexts.

So, if not a 'honey' I can be really sweet, given the right circumstances.. ;)