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Injections are a childhood terror for many people, and for some adults as well. I remember my childish reactions to them, and the smiling middle-aged nurse who came to my house to give me my childhood ones when I was four years old (and by pure coincidence, the same lady came to my school ten years later to talk to us about contraception; I told her my memory of her before, which raised a smile). When I had to have more as a teenager, I tried every teenage strategy I could to avoid them, such as lying that I'd had them already, fainting (literally) when lining up to have them, and hoping it would then be forgotten about, which it wasn't: a special arrangement was made for me to have them in the company of someone I trusted. Even now, I have to use a lot of self-calming strategies when I need to have one.
Now we have a situation where my wife has to have an injection once a week: she is similarly terrified, and I have to administer it for her, as she cannot possibly do it herself. Not with a syringe, but a pen which is easier to use. We have been managing for a few weeks now, but we had to work out a procedure: she puts numbing stuff on an hour before, then lies down with a blindfold and headphones when it's time for the deed. It's not very pleasant for either of us, but we see it as a mutual trust exercise.
Does anyone else have any stories about injections?
Now we have a situation where my wife has to have an injection once a week: she is similarly terrified, and I have to administer it for her, as she cannot possibly do it herself. Not with a syringe, but a pen which is easier to use. We have been managing for a few weeks now, but we had to work out a procedure: she puts numbing stuff on an hour before, then lies down with a blindfold and headphones when it's time for the deed. It's not very pleasant for either of us, but we see it as a mutual trust exercise.
Does anyone else have any stories about injections?
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