"Oops?! What exactly you mean by Oops!?" I ask, as the needle is withdrawn from my arm, and the blood begins to drip from my now-forming wound.
"Well..." the nurse says, as I turn away from the long line of my students who are watching their brave teacher get a flu shot before them. "I think that's going to leave a bruise."
A bruise. A lump. A puncture wound. An incapacitated left arm.
I deflated the nurse's tires as I left the parking lot. I feel much better.
2 comments:
Ouch! If it makes you feel better, she redeemed herself. Mine was perfect--no bruise, no pinch of the needle. Nice bruise though and a good story to tell. Only to you Brenda...just like getting a nice shiny toy semi at the staff picnic!
Now you just have to make up some cool story to go along with your battle wound!
Next time- see if you can go with the nasal spray :) the kid infront of me actually giggled when he got it and I doubt there is any chance of bruising!
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