alantig
Zombie Four, DFZ
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That's not a metaphor. Okay, not literally in the eyeball, but close enough.
I had a cyst on my lower eyelid (actually, two that apparently merged). Saw a doc yesterday, and she removed it right there in the office (a bit of a surprise, actually). Numbing cream on the area around it, and she said she'd give me an injection and cauterize. Which I took to mean the numbing cream would make it easier to give me a shot to fully numb the area. Nope - apparently the needle was to drain the cyst. Before the needle, I apologized because I tend to twitch when anyone gets close to my eye - even when it's numb. I'd had a previous growth removed, and that doc kept giggling because I kept twitching when he touched my eye, even though I couldn't feel it.
So, the doc hits me with the needle and I did all I could to not move because, you know, needle, eye. I didn't move, and she said, "Good job, you handled that well. You're tough." And I tell that not to brag to inflate my ego, but because it gives me an excuse to post this.
Now I just have a scab under my eye, and if anyone asks, I'm going to tell them I got the wrong lunch meat at the store last week so my wife had to teach me a lesson.
I had a cyst on my lower eyelid (actually, two that apparently merged). Saw a doc yesterday, and she removed it right there in the office (a bit of a surprise, actually). Numbing cream on the area around it, and she said she'd give me an injection and cauterize. Which I took to mean the numbing cream would make it easier to give me a shot to fully numb the area. Nope - apparently the needle was to drain the cyst. Before the needle, I apologized because I tend to twitch when anyone gets close to my eye - even when it's numb. I'd had a previous growth removed, and that doc kept giggling because I kept twitching when he touched my eye, even though I couldn't feel it.
So, the doc hits me with the needle and I did all I could to not move because, you know, needle, eye. I didn't move, and she said, "Good job, you handled that well. You're tough." And I tell that not to brag to inflate my ego, but because it gives me an excuse to post this.
Now I just have a scab under my eye, and if anyone asks, I'm going to tell them I got the wrong lunch meat at the store last week so my wife had to teach me a lesson.