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» Phobias
Needles....
....syringes, to be presice. I have no problem with going to the doctors to get a jab, thats a nice clean needle, stuck in my arm by a professional. Iv'e no probs with the whopping great needle the dentist sticks into your gum when you need a tooth drilled. I've certainly got no problem with the needles that my mum used to fix the clothes that I used to ruin as a kid....
No, I have a real phobia...if thats the right word.. for the dirty, filty needle that used to litter the streets. I guess it comes from my generation, if you remember the AIDS adverts of the 1980's then chances are you are the same.
I remember doing my paper round at the age of about 13 (maybe?) and treading on a used smack needle. I remember the sound it made and the mess it made. Even though I was wearing thick bovver boots at the time, I remember the sole of my foot feeling tender and exposed. Just the very thought of the needle going into me was too much.
I threw up, there and then, on the spot. You know what? if I was to do the same again today, Id probably yak again.
(Thu 10th Apr 2008, 20:41, More)
Needles....
....syringes, to be presice. I have no problem with going to the doctors to get a jab, thats a nice clean needle, stuck in my arm by a professional. Iv'e no probs with the whopping great needle the dentist sticks into your gum when you need a tooth drilled. I've certainly got no problem with the needles that my mum used to fix the clothes that I used to ruin as a kid....
No, I have a real phobia...if thats the right word.. for the dirty, filty needle that used to litter the streets. I guess it comes from my generation, if you remember the AIDS adverts of the 1980's then chances are you are the same.
I remember doing my paper round at the age of about 13 (maybe?) and treading on a used smack needle. I remember the sound it made and the mess it made. Even though I was wearing thick bovver boots at the time, I remember the sole of my foot feeling tender and exposed. Just the very thought of the needle going into me was too much.
I threw up, there and then, on the spot. You know what? if I was to do the same again today, Id probably yak again.
(Thu 10th Apr 2008, 20:41, More)