No desire to be tased. But I've got a friend who's a cop who might oblige if I wanted to try it out. He had to do it when he was trained for it.
Marathon Man did not do any favors for the dental industry, did it?
My eldest sister's back went out again last week and they've finally scheduled her for surgery on Monday. She's in so much pain she can barely stand it. And she's got an abnormally high tolerance for pain.
Happy Birthday Nicole...!
Sorry, no great pain stories. I sliced and ripped some skin off my arm once, but shock set in pretty quickly, so it didn't hurt once I bandaged the flaps of skin back together. Though time did play funny tricks on me for a bit.
Right down all my pain is mental. I am wrestling with some manga reviews for Ms. Havisham's and my site...
Being tazed didn't really hurt, although it was the hook-free kind. I didn't go anywhere for a while though.
Oh, I forgot the time I was 11 or so and was having a tumor removed from inside my arm, near the elbow. Local, and then it wore off. The doctor didn't believe me for a bit, thought I was just being hysterical, until I started telling him every move he made, with my eyes closed. Having your skin and muscle peeled open while someone roots around to cut a tumor off your veins? Yeah, that hurt.
ION, it just started thunderstorming. And my DH just got home, and went straight to bed. I haven't seen more of him than that in 3 days.
But the very tiptopworst pain ever in my entire life was being struck by a stingray. Nerve toxin. Rollercoaster of going from eleventy-thousand, down to 943, lulling you into a false sense of I-might-survive. I didn't even take aspirin at that point in my life and I was screaming for narcotics. Sort of wish I'd just passed out. Nifty scar and a story full of fun details...totally. not. worth. it.
Yeah. Other bad venoms for pain: the bullet ant (it's still very close to the original ant/wasp ancestor, and its venom hasn't evolved much, so it's still a generic "I will hurt you like a mofo" kind of thing), the box jellyfish (potentially lethal too), and the platypus, whose venom is not alleviated by morphine.
Not sure what my worst pain is. I have a general feeling that I've been pretty fortunate in the pain stakes. There was a fractured ankle that wasn't fun, and the plantar fasciitis reached near crippling levels at one point, but aside from that, there's not much. Oh, I did fall off a backyard swing head-first onto concrete once, that would probably be the worst. And, depending on who you talk to, may or may not explain so much.
Of course he's also invited people to hit him in the groin repeatedly so he can make a point, so he's way not normal.
Whatever that point is, it is so not worth making.
It would never work. He wants sons he can transfer his consciousness into, and I want an army of daughters that look like me but taller to pillage and plunder the world in their mama's name.
Hee. On one of my desk calendars this morning:
Q: Was the defendant like a son to you?
A: Yes.
Q: And was he like a daughter to your wife?
I told my boss about DH's Napoleonic stripper remark, since she happened to be in the office when it popped up in my chat window and I laughed aloud. So when the flowers came she said, "No Napoleon?" I said no, but that was OK, because Napoleon didn't have that good of a body, but if it was Wellington...
Does he keep his boots on?
And I didn't even know the platypus
had
venom....
As I was waiting for my bus tonight, a woman got off at my stop with twin girls around 2 years old, one of whom was having a screaming tantrum. The mother kept admonishing the tantruming child--"Moria, calm down. Moria, sit in the stroller," etc.
No wonder the child was so upset. I mean, she has a cave troll!
And I didn't even know the platypus had venom....
The males have sharp spurs on their hind feet which deliver the venom.
Check out Cash with the platypus knowledge!
Moria? Huh. I wonder if the twin is named Helm's Deep?
I did meet a young woman named Killashandra a few months ago, which actually works pretty well as a name.
I did meet a young woman named Killashandra a few months ago, which actually works pretty well as a name.
Except for the inevitable nickname.