elcome B are all of you, my friends, readers, how are you this beautiful whatever you are living?
I will come to tell two stories about the same topic, with similar outcomes and that yes, best of all, the protagonist is the same young man, namely me, and a special guest at the second story, tell yourself, my father.
The first story takes us back to on Tuesday, October 18, afternoon, at school, I realize that I was sick with flu, again, and that makes me angry, I ask my father to let me leave school and go find a doctor and he did, called direction, management called me and asked me what was wrong, told them I was sick and gave me permission to leave.
After being in the pharmacy waiting for the doctor for 45 uncomfortable minutes, came the lady, I attended and at the end of the consultation gave me a choice: pills or injections.
Faced with the dilemma that everyone is always, I said to myself "Well, injections, and I put them", to which I said "please injections" without a second thought ....
When I realized what I had done (and after all I yelled "You're insane" and the classic "You will not power) did not really know how I was going to inject, so San Google, gave me a hand in the pursuit of knowledge. Once
read as it should be the situation, I prepared myself mentally and I started to execute me.
The thought, hell, and not imagine, I was beating around the bush for over an hour and when I decided, I was behind the mirror and I tried to inject for the first time in my life.
The first day I did in the buttocks, tried not to be paralyzed as many had told me it would, so the mirror behind the bed in the adjoining room, threw the syringe firmly into my ... and failed, the needle went in, but not enough, so after a few seconds to press to enter, no, no more no, the beggar stood outside and had to remove, re-aim and this time, put it more strength.
son of his mother.
hurt me, I pushed harder for it to come good and then I started to get the liquid.
When I finished, I was totally dizzy and I fell, then crawled into my bed and I got into it, I warned a couple of people who had told them what was done he was still alive and then I remained static.
This lasted a few minutes and when I left a trance, I got in shape and now ... I only had pain in the buttock.
The next day I saw my mom about five minutes out of my school, had spent several weeks without seeing her, and we were talking a while, so I said I should try to inject in the leg, it hurt a little , but there was no risk problems as extreme as losing the ability to walk, then after a few apapachos, I left.
Being at home, at five-something, spent a few events that were recorded for history, and I present here.
see, I was shitting
There are two phrases that among the people will always remember him, "We put more alcohol just in case" and "frantically Sobamos " whenever we refer to the video comment that gave me a good laugh these issues.
Well, after this, came two more days of this funny and somewhat painful activity, but Leonardo does not comply with injecting himself, he gave himself drilled without any knowledge on the subject.
San Google Calling is at the gates of the Holy Internet, was ready to do so.
took the catheter, disinfects, I took the earring she had bought that day and to disinfect the same way, when then, look for a way to not feel my ear. Seeking
anything in the kitchen to help me and yet there is nothing that is properly done with that order, at or after a few minutes of thinking, I decide to use the frost that collects on top of the freezer and with that I was freezing my ear to stop feeling.
Well, punched me, I tried to put the earring.
I kept trying to put the earring ... I did it again, I began to ache as he returned to his ear temperature I was trying to get the jewelry, I still hurt and still no power. Total
, I stopped trying, I cleaned all the blood that was and then I started thinking about what to do.
I waited for my father and in between, I became aa traversing the catheter, for he had taken when I tried to get the art and now had to reopen the dimple.
Well then, I took the catheter that bored me to have it there, just left it until I happened to take a picture with him:
And finished my picture, I took it off and this time, jo ... it hurt a lot.
my father arrived and finished solving a problem concerning our dog, I asked for help, I gave a series of instructions, such as washing hands, taking the jewelry with tweezers of a lid with alcohol and then asked him to stick his arete as I tried to make way.
Well, that did not work, what was then my father told me that I sat and put his head up one of her legs facing down, done that, he tried to put the earring and said "You'll hurt, but since we're here ... " and then tore the skin felt like the unfortunate ring yet entered.
already happy with my earrings and my father with nausea, we left each one to your room.
