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south east SD | True story.
Couple weeks ago I was at the Dr office for a sore hip.
We talk and he says pull down your pants and lay on the table left hip up. Pokes around a bunch and says you need a shot I'll be right back.
Mind you I'm facing the wall and can only see part of him.
He comes back in the room and I can see some needles, he goes behind me and says I'm gonna give you a local and then a shot.
I start to say is it gonna burn then get the real shot that's gonna hurt?
He says hurt, this won't hurt me one bit!! I start laughing and he starts poking me! I say as I'm laughing you can't tell joke and then give me a shot!!
He pokes a few more times and then steps around to show me a tounge depressor, he says it wasn't a needle he was just marking the spot he wanted to give me the injection.
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