And I would just like to say NO I did not play with the instruments in the Dr's office again. I somewhat learned my lesson after I got caught the last time. 0=-)
Anywho, I had the joy and pleasure of being tortured at my Dermatologist's yesterday afternoon. I had a suspicious mole on my back so I went in for a Shave Biopsy. Yeah. It was about as fun as it sounds.
I've had other moles removed so I knew somewhat what to expect. Apes kept telling me that I would be fine and I would be laying down on my tummy taking a rest and the worst part would be the numbing.
Was she ever right about the latter.
They did not let me lay on my tummy they had me sit up on a gurney that they raised so he could be eye level with my back. Did I mention I have a fear of heights? LIke can't even climb two rings up a ladder fear of heights? No worries, I soon forgot all about the height situation when he shoved a needle in my back.
I seriously needing numbing to BE numbed!! By far the worst part of the whole thing was being numbed. I had my ipod on but it did not help. I felt that needle go in and i could pictue it in my head. But this was no ordinary needle, OH NO!! Have you ever seen an Ant Farm? And how the ants go round and round on all of these different trails? That what it felt like he was doing with that needle in my back. It just kept moving and hurting and poking and MOVING!!!
And before I knew it I couldn't breathe. I could just feel that horrible needle in me and I couldn't breathe. I think I was starting to have a panic attack or something. I about flipped out.
The following is what transpired in my mind...
There is a needle in my back. A huge horrible needle. Oh heavens. I can't breathe. I can't breathe OH MY GOSH I CAN"T BREATHE!!!! I'm going to fall. I'm going to fall off of this gurney because i'm going to pass out because i can't breathe from this needle and i am going to fall and hit my head and probably get a concussion but that won't matter because this needle on its search and rescue mission is going to run through my body when i fall to the ground and probably hit and puncture a lung and then what am I going to do? I'm not at work, there are NO respiratory therapists around to save me!! SO the needle is going to puncture my lung and i am going to die here at the dermatologists office. Ohmygoodness whatamigoingtodo???!??!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?! I"M GOING TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And As I'm still yelling inside my brain that I'm going to die and wondering what i should be buried in they told me that they were done.
Yes, indeed it shall be interesting when I have kids. I am a wuss.