The bell rang for the third class, and the students were all sitting in the classroom waiting for math class. At this time, they saw the teacher of Sports Week come in. Teacher Zhou said loudly, "Listen, class, this class will not be held. Let's get a vaccine. " Hearing this, the classroom suddenly exploded with flowers, and the students all whispered below: "No, we'll get the vaccine now." "Does it hurt? Will I scream? " "Ah, finished, the end of the world is coming ..."
However, regardless of everyone's comments, Teacher Zhou directly asked us to queue up and go downstairs to prepare for vaccination. Soon, we walked to the door of the inoculation room, smelled strong alcohol and saw the nurse preparing needles. At this time, the discussion among the students became more intense, and my heart seemed to jump out. "Wow, I'm going to die!" A male student in my class even exaggerates. Female students also privately muttered: "Will it hurt?" Will it leave a scar? Will it damage the skin? "
No matter what the students think, it will soon be our class's turn to vaccinate. At this time, if you look at it again, everyone's faces are white, and some people directly cover their faces. Time flies like a spaceship, and the first student in our class has started to get vaccinated. He was vaccinated immediately, and everyone asked him, "Does it hurt?" How do you feel? "He immediately said," this is extremely painful. It's killing me. " Hearing this, everyone became nervous.
Next, the students who were vaccinated also said that they felt very painful, and everyone was scared into a cold sweat. It was my turn to get vaccinated, and I immediately took a chance and prepared to exert my strength to relieve pain. Unexpectedly, just as I was preparing to exert my strength, the nurse handed me a cotton swab and said, "It's over." There is no feeling of injection at all. Originally, it was just a false alarm.
After the injection, we all sat in the observation room At this moment, you can see the classmates in our class smiling at each other. Who has the best acting skills and the feeling of injection? ...
The weekly record of injection 10 is 2. Yesterday, I was vaccinated every day. Originally, it was the 4th, but we went there in the afternoon. No one went to work in the afternoon, so I made a trip for nothing. I fell asleep when I walked at home every day and fell asleep when I came back. I laughed at him and went out for a walk in my sleep.
I took him there again yesterday. Be prepared before you go. He will cry loudly when he has an injection. I don't want to be with him When he cried, I was at a loss, worried and distressed, and I couldn't coax him. Let grandma coax him. I asked my father to bring another bottle. When he cries, I will give him a bottle. Maybe he will be better.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, our family of four set off from home and arrived at the health care station. There is another one ahead. His children are one day younger than us every day. Two days later we finished the formalities and went to the injection room together. His baby called first. I didn't dare to look, so I walked around to go through the formalities and pay the money. After completing the formalities, I saw my grandmother getting dressed every day and looking around with her eyes wide open as if nothing had happened. Dad said he cried every day when he had an injection, and then he stopped crying. I was relieved. I am really good and brave every day, and I didn't cry after the injection. I stayed up all the way back, sitting in the car and looking around. He may be more interested in this new environment!
When I got home, my father analyzed that every day may be too young to be afraid of injections. It's just that the needle hurt a little when it first entered, and then I cried, and then I didn't feel anything, so I stopped crying. Old, sensible, with fear. I cry when I hear or see an injection. I thought it should be the same. So now we should cultivate him to be brave. He can't just cry when something happens. He is a man and needs to be strong.
I believe I will do it every day, and he will be brave!
I see more clearly every day these days. I always look at grandma's parents' faces, and my eyes will move with us. Sometimes when we eat in his mouth, his mouth will move around. I gave him a small piece of orange today, which is sour. His faces are together and his taste is developing.
Growing up healthily every day, my mother is so happy!
Mom loves you so much!
The record of injection week 10 is 3. One morning, when I got up, I felt sick all over, so I asked my mother to take my temperature. Sure enough, I have a fever. 5 degrees, I'm afraid I need an injection.
After breakfast, my mother quickly took me to the staff hospital to register, see a doctor and have a blood test. Finally, it was diagnosed as "tonsil suppuration". The doctor said I must have an infusion, or my fever will get worse. Because I had a history of drug allergy before, the doctor said that I should have a skin test. God, it hurts to have a skin test. The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I dawdled to the injection place. There happened to be a child who just finished watching it and cried badly. I'm more nervous. Soon I heard the doctor calling my name. I asked the doctor to gently prick it, and my mother encouraged me to take a deep breath and relax. By accident, the doctor stuck a long needle into my arm. I don't feel too painful, just a little itchy. I couldn't help laughing and saying to my mother, "It doesn't hurt." Mother said, "As long as you relax and don't be nervous, you won't feel so painful." My parents around me also praised me for being brave and let their children learn from me!
On Monday, the teacher informed us that all the students in the school should be vaccinated against measles. When I heard this, I was very scared, because I was afraid of injections since I was a child, and I would cry when I got an injection.
The next day, the teacher who came to school informed us: "It's our class's turn to play after the third class." After the third class, our class assembled and came to the concert hall. I started the injection, and before my time, I was on tenterhooks and felt very scared. The teacher comforted us and said, "You are all college students. You can't cry anymore. You should set an example for the younger brothers and sisters in the first and second grades. " At this moment, it's my turn. Aunt doctor said to me, "What's your name? How old are you this year? Where do you live? " I answered the doctor and aunt one by one. But unconsciously, the needle has been finished. I heard my aunt say, "OK, next classmate." Only then did I know that the needle was finished.
I didn't cry this time. I thought to myself: the injection is not particularly painful. Why should I be afraid of injections? I'm not afraid of injections anymore. I want to be a brave girl.
Weekly note 10 Today is 5, and it is raining in Mao Mao. Mom decided to take me to get vaccinated.
When I arrived at the epidemic prevention station and saw a long line of people, I couldn't help saying to myself, "There are so many people!"
I squeezed nervously into the injection room. The room is full of crying, and my heart is full of fear. I waited for a long time, and finally it was my turn. I bravely stretched out my arm, took off my coat and exposed my left arm, but I was still afraid of pain inside. My aunt who had an injection seemed to see my mind and smiled and said to me, "Nothing, it's not as terrible as you think. Just close your eyes and don't look at the needle. " I listened to my aunt and did the same, which really reduced my fear. Aunt stuck the needle in my arm, and I felt a pain, but the needle was taken away at once. Aunt handed me a cotton swab, and I used it to clamp the eye of the needle. After a while, the bleeding stopped and I threw it into the trash can.
In fact, the injection is not so painful, so I won't be afraid of the next vaccination.
The weekly record of injection 10 is 6. I caught a cold today and my temperature is 39. 5 degrees, general weakness, runny nose and sneezing. My father is a doctor. He said he would give me an injection. Although I was scared, I wanted to get better soon. My father also said that the injection would get better soon, so I agreed.
Dad took me to the medicine cabinet, only to see him skillfully pick up a medicine bottle, suck the pale yellow medicine into the needle, then gently squeeze out a little medicine, and then let me take off my pants to show my ass. Dad picked up a small ball of alcohol cotton and wiped it on my ass. My muscles tightened at once and my whole leg was shaking.
Dad smiled and said, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all." Then I stuck the needle in my left ass at lightning speed. Suddenly, I felt a stream of liquid flow into my body. My ass hurts and tears are rolling in my eyes. I really want my mother to help me, but I'm afraid my sister will laugh at my cowardice, so I have to bite the bullet and try not to let my tears fall.
"how about it? All right, you're done! Take medicine, drink plenty of water, and you'll be fine soon ... "What, the needle is finished? Because I was nervous and didn't know when my father pulled out the needle, my heart immediately fell to the ground like a hanging stone. Gee, after all this, my cold is really much lighter!
The weekly record of injection is 10, which is really unlucky. I am sick, have a fever and cough. My mother took me to see a doctor. The doctor took my temperature, listened to my chest and back with a stethoscope, examined my throat with a tongue depressor, and then said that my tonsils were inflamed. I was afraid of injections, so the doctor prescribed medicine for me to take first. After taking the medicine for a day and a half, the condition has not improved, but has worsened. So the whole family asked me to have an injection, alas! I can't help it This is the only way.
As soon as I got to the hospital, I was trembling with fear. Aunt nurse gave me a skin test first, and made a "ball" on my right wrist with liquid medicine. After that, I waited 15 minutes. After the nurse checked the ball, she began to inject.
Aunt nurse tied her wrist with a rubber band and began to look for blood vessels, patting and touching them. Because my hands are fat, my aunt can't find blood vessels, so she has to put them in her feet. I sat there and watched my aunt give me a needle. I felt very painful when I saw a sharp and thin needle stuck into my blood vessel. I hugged my mother tightly and wanted to cry. But then I thought, how can a person be intimidated by such a small thing as a needle? So I held back. After a while, my aunt fixed the needle with tape and fixed my foot firmly on the box. I lay still in bed watching TV, waiting for the bottle of liquid to be lost. At first, I felt very painful, but then it stopped. After about two and a half hours, I can finally pull out the needle. I thought it would hurt, but I saw the nurse gently take off the tape and then pull out the needle at an amazing speed. Ah! It turned out that the injection was not as painful as expected, and it was a false alarm.
However, it is better to keep exercising and get sick less!
Week of injection 10 August has arrived, and more and more germs are growing in every corner. The health bureau is afraid that we will catch the new flu, so the school sends nurses to give us an injection.
In the morning, the teacher took us to the hospital for an injection. We lined up for the injection. I began to tremble when I saw a sharp needle stuck in my classmate's arm. When it was my turn, my heart was pounding and my face turned white. But seeing my classmates bravely ask the nurse to give me an injection, I also got up the courage. After the injection, I said to the nurse, "Thank you!" I went back to the classroom.
I think the injection is terrible. But the teacher said, "Vaccination can prevent new influenza and make us healthy." In short, vaccination is only a temporary pain, but a healthy body is long-lasting. I'm not afraid of injections anymore.
The weekly record of injection 10 is 9. Today, we were vaccinated with measles vaccine, and our class ranked third, so we took the math test in Unit 2 first.
As soon as the math exam was over, Mr. Lu, the monitor, asked us to go out and queue up for vaccination. As soon as I heard that I was waiting in line for vaccination, I began to feel cold all over. My warm hand just inserted in my pocket suddenly became cold, and I couldn't warm it. I'm shivering with cold all over, too. Ah! Is vaccination really that terrible?
We followed the Sports Commission to the school reading room, where we had a vaccination. I got the list, walked into the reading room, took off my coat, slowly opened the sleeves of my autumn clothes, and prepared to take a cruel injection photo for my aunt nurse. The person in front walked into the observation area with a playful smile after the injection. I wonder in my heart: how come these people don't feel pain after injection, but think it's fun?
It's my turn I watched my aunt put medicine on my arm with a cotton swab. After applying the potion, I picked up a thin and long needle. I couldn't help shuddering at the length of the needle. My aunt started stuffing it into my arm. I watched her stick it in, and I felt nothing. I don't know if my aunt pulled it out or reminded me to take a cotton swab before going to the observation area. God, it doesn't hurt at all. It's amazing!
Sitting in the observation area takes 30 minutes to leave. I press the cotton swab and feel a little pain in my arm, but it doesn't matter! When I am in trouble, I still chat with my classmates to relieve boredom. I saw that everyone took off the cotton swabs one by one. I also threw the cotton swab into the trash can and put on my clothes. Ah! Much warmer!
After vaccination, my arm is really a little heavy and a little sour, so I don't need strength. This is the first time I have felt this way since I was vaccinated. The students who took the vaccination first disappeared from my sight, and there was another row ... when can we go?
Our group also returned to the classroom. It turns out that vaccination is not as terrible as I thought. In fact, as long as I am strong, there is nothing I will be afraid of!
The weekly record of injections is 10, while 10 "Why are there so many infectious diseases in the world? What kind of injection should I take? Meowed ... "I muttered in my mind and cried. Yes, I have to have an injection today. I am most afraid of injections. At the sight of the needle tip, my scalp is numb and my limbs are weak.
"Gege, let's go. It's an injection." Ah! Somebody help me. I was dragged out of the house by my mother. Going to the hospital, my heart is pounding in my chest. I put my hands together and silently prayed that I would never go to the hospital.
Finally, I arrived at the hospital. I was so scared that my limbs were weak and I was "sick" Every step seems like the whole person is falling apart. I came to the nurse with trepidation and sat in the chair mechanically. "ouch!" Looking at the nurse's sister holding up the bright needle, I couldn't help shouting. "No, no one younger than you has ever cried!" Sister nurse quickly comforted me. "How can such a small needle get to my house?" My mother encouraged me, too. "Come on!" I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and waited for the needle to come. "Hey, why are your hands cold?" I quickly opened my eyes. Oh, it's disinfection I had an injection before, knowing that I had to disinfect it before injection. How could I forget today? Well, it seems that I am nervous enough. Then I closed my eyes again. "Ah, wow, wow, wow ..." This time it's true. The needle really stuck in my hand. That's pain!
After the injection, I came out confused and shouted in my heart: I will never give an injection again! Ho ho. ...
I will take good exercise in the future, and I will never get sick or get an injection again!