Mmm, I phrased that badly. My upper arms are meaty now, so that's what I was thinking of. The upper outside part of the bicep, which really isn't meaty at all. This would have been 1982, and I have bad veins anyway; the guy doing it was a resident/intern/newbie doctor, and another newbie was holding me down after the 5th or 6th stick.
My cousin Peggy was head nurse at that hospital, and when she came on duty, she was pissed as hell; my arm was a giant bruise. It was just bad luck for me to get a person who didn't know what the hell they were doing and was too arrogant to back down when he didn't get the results he wanted.
I've obviously had medical procedures requiring shots since then, but whenever possible, I request some type of anti-anxiety aide. I'm an adult;I hold myself still and don't fuck with the nurse if I can't have one, for whatever reason, but I have to hide my eyes whenever I see a needle on TV, and I inform nurses of my phobia and that I cannot, cannot SEE the needle (and that I have to talk to them while they stick me.)
I am kind of nauseated just talking too much about it, actually.
That's much better news, Maria! I'm so glad. Still, you never want so much GI distress you have to go to the hospital.
I'm so very relieved. Give Papa a hug from me.
Man, this was not what I wished for you for the let-down from the past few months. More normal, not more crisis-mode, universe!
All but 19 spindles are completely primed. Those 19 just have an inch on 2 sides each left to do. I can knock that out easily tomorrow, I was just tired of tape.
Thunderstorms rolled through here (politely waited until I swam) for a good hour -hour and a half. Bright enough I could see the flashes from the bathroom skylight as I sat on the well-lit stairs, painting. Like.
oh man, Maria. hugs all around.
Thanks to all of you!
His heart is enlarged but there's no signs of disease. No blockages and no twisting. He's on a restricted diet, which he's not pleased about, and he's going to have a full work up with the family doc. I'm glad it wasn't more serious but I've really had enough excitement to last me a lifetime.
your father must have been miserable. I'm so glad things are okay right now.
I'm glad your dad's okay, Maria.
Sending good thoughts to your father, Maria.
Glad your dad's okay, Maria! Hope he's feeling MUCH better soon.
Phew, Maria.
unless you consider places like Wadsworth, Texas; Oswego, N.Y.; or Baxley, Ga., exotic.
And I do! (Never having been to any of those....)