The next morning, I asked the company for a good holiday, thinking that I didn't have to go to work and sleep anyway. It was already 9 o'clock when I got up again, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I took the temperature of 38 * *. 2。 I have to go to the clinic. Wash your face, get dressed and go straight to the small clinic. The clinic is not far from my home. Arrived after 9: 30. A few days ago, there were many patients in the outpatient clinic, and several people in the infusion room hung infusion bottles. Five more patients came to see the doctor in the clinic. Seeing that the nurse and the doctor are very busy, and neither of them was yesterday, we have to wait a little longer. 10 The doctors and nurses were free before they noticed me. Doctor: What can I do for you? I'm here for an injection. I saw a doctor last night. After asking my name, the nurse found my medical record and diagnosis record and asked me about my basic situation (yesterday's symptoms, etc.). ). After checking, she said, Aren't you early? All right, come with me. Let's go to the pharmacy again. The same scene is staged again. Two 10 ml syringes are ready. Me: Do you want an injection in the infusion room Nurse: When there are few patients, you can. But now all the beds in the infusion room are occupied, so we can only give injections here. Me: Here it is. How to fight? Nurse: Hold the dispensing console or stick it on the wall. I took off my left pants and held the console with both hands, ready for injection. Me: Why don't you give me an injection to reduce my fever first? I prescribed the left cephalosporin for you yesterday, and I changed it today. Nurse: OK, let's start with Bupleurum Injection. The nurse held a syringe in her right hand and took out a sterile cotton swab with iodine on it in her left hand. Before disinfection, she pressed her pants with her little finger. Turn around and have a look. Wow! I wiped a big piece. Isn't an injection just an eye? Before I could adjust, a sharp pain brought me back to reality. My hips stretch and relax reflexively. Fortunately, it's not very painful, but I feel a little swollen. Suddenly, the pain intensified and I was about to shout. The nurse pulled out the needle and pressed the cotton swab on the eye of the needle. After lifting the trousers on the left, I changed the trousers on the right. The first time I stood and played cephalosporin, my heart began to play drums. Before I had a rest, the nurse came again with a syringe. I lowered my pants on the right side a little. The nurse disinfected the needle eye yesterday. * * * The needle pricked a quiver, which hurt much more than before. Probably because I felt muscle tension, the nurse increased the strength of her hand and repeatedly warned me to relax, otherwise the liquid medicine would not spread and would aggravate the pain. I know how to relax, but it really hurts. How to relax? After a long time, the injection site is sour, swollen and painful. Looking back, how can there be so many? It seems that after a century, I suddenly feel that the strength on PP has increased and it hurts faintly. Then the nurse quickly pulled out the needle and the cotton swab pressed on the eye of the needle. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and finally finished playing. The center of gravity slowly moved to the right leg, but did not dare to use force. Now the whole right PP is in a state of numbness. Avoid needle holes and lift your pants carefully. After the nurse packed the injection equipment, she turned to me and said that this needle hurts. Please stay for a while, and then go. Don't forget to see a doctor at night. After a while, I grabbed * * * and limped away. I really don't know if I have the courage to come to this clinic again. Senior three: lovely fee
Composition about injection! I have a fever and dizziness, and I can't go to school again.
Can't help it! We can only go to the hospital! When I came to the hospital, it was already a sea of people.
Children are crying everywhere.
Looking at the children's timid appearance, I was proud for a while: hum! What child, unlike me, is afraid of injections. What a man! Standing at the end of the line, enjoying the sad injection performed by the children in front, it was my turn before I knew it.
The doctor asked me to hold out my hand, and the strength to make fun of others just now suddenly disappeared. Looking at the sad expression of the child who just left in front, my heart became more nervous.
I feel cold in my heart.
How I wish time would stop, so that I wouldn't suffer from the injection.
The doctor took out a cowhide tendon and pricked my hand. I shouted nervously, "Doctor, don't!" ""never played! What are you nervous about! "The doctor disinfected the area with iodine first, and then took out the needles that had already been prepared.
My hand trembled even more, and the needle went in, and my little hand stung, alas! How painful! If I can choose in the future, I will definitely choose to be healthy forever! I don't want to suffer like this anymore!
An essay on' Injection' When I was playing with my friends last night, I accidentally pierced a big hole in the wire and lost a lot of blood, which scared my mother.
Soon, my father came back and took me for tetanus.
"The bleeding has stopped. What injection?" I muttered to myself.
I have always been afraid of injections, and I don't know what tetanus is. I'm so nervous.
Dad dragged me straight to the hospital.
When passing by a vegetable market, I saw a fish seller scraping fish scales with a barbed iron brush in front of the fish stall, making the fish covered in blood.
"That's not brush the doctor's needle? Isn't that fish me? Will I be covered in blood by the doctor's needle? " In this case, I can't help shivering. I didn't dare to think about it any more and left this place quickly.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that a skin test should be done before tetanus.
"ouch!" Looking at the nurse's sister holding up the bright needle, I couldn't help shouting.
"It doesn't hurt, man!" Sister nurse quickly comforted me.
"Such a small needle got my jiajia? ! "My father also encouraged me.
"Come on!" I took a deep breath, rolled up my sleeves, closed my eyes and waited for the needle to stick.
"Hey, why is your arm 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.
"ouch!" It's true this time. The needle really went into my arm. This is injury! "ok!" Sister nurse asked me to open my eyes.
The pain is over before it is "enjoyed enough"? I slowly opened my eyes and saw that there was no trace of blood on my arm. Sister nurse kept smiling at me.
After about a quarter of an hour, the small bag on my arm disappeared, and the doctor said that I could continue to take tetanus shots.
After the "test" of the skin test just now, I am not so scared.
I looked at tetanus with my eyes open! An injection is no big deal! It seems that everything should not be too complicated and terrible. No matter how big the difficulty is, it can be overcome as long as you have the courage to face it.
Homework help's injection The news that Zhu Cheng, a fifth-grade student of Tang Zhong Primary School in Hetao, Jintan City, Jiangsu Province, is going to get JE vaccine today has spread throughout the classroom.
Sure enough, just a few minutes after class, the teacher asked us to queue up for injections in the table tennis room.
Before the injection: Although it is not the first injection for me, the tension in my heart is like a fungus, which is hard to get rid of. It's my turn soon. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly I got goose bumps all over and my arm seemed to hurt. Seeing the painful expression of the sixth-grade seniors who finished the injection, I didn't even feel the feeling of queuing back.
Injection: It's still my turn. My heart was crossed, and I thought: at most, I will die (I don't know how I actually associate injection with death). As the saying goes, "people are inherently mortal, or they are heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather". Is it a hero to be afraid of injections? I held out my hand, closed my eyes and gritted my teeth.
The doctor wiped it with alcohol cotton first, and my arm suddenly felt cold. I turned my face away and stuck a needle in it. I feel as if a snake bit me with its teeth and injected venom into my body. I am "tasting". Before I realized it, the doctor had pulled out the needle.
I opened my eyes, wow, clear sky Wan Li, an injection doesn't hurt at all! After the injection: "It doesn't hurt at all," I thought. Just when I got carried away, the good feeling just now disappeared and was replaced by bouts of pain. Gradually, the feeling of pain is getting stronger and stronger, and my arm can't move, as if it were going to break if I moved.
After a long time, the pain gradually disappeared, but it still felt like a knife.
I thought: How can I ride a bike like this? The same thing happened that day. After ten minutes, my hand stopped hurting.
But I dare not slack off all afternoon. I touch my head and look at my skin from time to time, because the leaflet says that there may be symptoms such as fever and measles after injection.
Seeing these words, I was so scared that I was worried that I would have a fever and get leprosy.
In this way, I was in a daze all afternoon.
When I woke up the next day, I quickly felt my head and looked at my skin. I was afraid of getting sick, but nothing happened. Maybe the words on the list are to scare us.
When I woke up in the morning, I thought I would have an injection today. I am very uneasy, afraid that acupuncture will hurt me.
In the afternoon, when the first class was coming to an end, the doctor came into our classroom. Suddenly, the classroom seemed to explode, screaming and talking, and the whole classroom was immersed in a tense atmosphere.
I squatted on the bench with my arms in my hands, shaking all over.
The teacher told us that those who need injections should be given a large group first, and then two or three groups. I waited until a large group of people who needed injections finished, and then I slowly came to the end.
Seeing that one classmate left after the injection, my heart slowly lifted up with one by one. It's my turn, my heart is almost in my throat. Now I wish I could find a hole to get into.
I can't help it Anyway, I am throwing caution to the wind.
I closed my eyes tightly and stretched out my arm. After the doctor wiped the alcohol on me, I immediately felt a chill go straight through my insides, turning all the hot air in my body into air conditioning. I seemed a little relaxed, and then a needle stuck in my skin. It hurt a little at first, but I still held my breath.
Later, the pain stopped. When the needle was finished, I returned to my position and said, "the injection is over."
"After a class, it turned out that a classmate was too timid and left without an injection. After our repeated persuasion, we finally persuaded her to have an injection.
It seems that the injection is really not easy! But for me, through this injection, I think the injection is not terrible. As long as you exercise yourself in all aspects, you are a brave man! ...
Composition Injection Experience [Composition Injection Experience] When I knew that I needed two injections, my pants faded a little, and some * * * appeared on both sides.
I felt the nurse coming up to her and saying, let's have an injection on each side.
The nurse asked: Call me over there first: Whatever, it's all the same, the choice is yours, and when I talk, I feel a cool feeling coming from the right.
I know it was disinfection, and then I pricked PP with a needle, but I still like the feeling of disinfection, which is very cool and comfortable.
A quiver, * * * got a needle on the right side.
Lie down and be disturbed. I'll give you some more medicine, and beat it slowly.
The nurse said, while making PP with cotton swabs, she began to push the medicine.
It didn't hurt too much at first, and it felt good with * * *.
But as the medicine in the syringe enters my body bit by bit, the swelling pain on the right side is getting bigger and bigger.
Why is it getting more and more painful? How much is left? I thought to myself.
Does it hurt? Hang in there, I'm almost ready. It's sweet to hear comfort, but the pain on * * * hasn't eased at all, and I can't bear to part with it.
* * * When you no longer feel pain, but only pain, it's time to pull out the needle.
I took a long breath and it was all over.
Nurse: Click it, and I'm going to inject it next time.
After pressing the cotton swab, I looked back. The nurse threw the cotton swab and syringe in her hand into a small bucket and went to the previous place to take the cotton swab and syringe with cephalosporin out of the porcelain plate.
Pull out the needle cover and let out the air. Come to me.
I know the needle is ceftriaxone sodium, which hurts more than the needle just now.
Me: Wait a minute, press it for a while. By the way, when shall I come tomorrow? (I'm afraid the nurse will give her a second injection right away, so I'll talk to her for a while until * * * doesn't hurt too much. ) Nurse: These drugs are injected intramuscularly twice a day. You can come tomorrow morning. We are now in the clinic from 7 am to 7 pm.
You will be given a new prescription according to your condition tomorrow night, so you have to come twice tomorrow.
Me: You have to write a new prescription. Nurse: You are very ill. You need an injection for at least three days.
The medicine you take is very painful and the dose is large. Tell the doctor about changing the infusion.
Me: Let's talk about it tomorrow night. Nurse: All right, put the cotton swab away. That's it.
It's time to hit the left. I'm prepared as ordered. Take the cotton swab away and show the left side.
There is a sharp pain in the left PP * * *, and it is still a sharp pain. The pain is not aggravated, but it is persistent.
Me: Why not disinfect it? Nurse: Cephalosporin reacts with alcohol and is anti-inflammatory, so it won't be disinfected.
It's still a little uncomfortable without disinfection. The pain of cephalosporin makes me uncomfortable.
The needle was very painful just now, and now it is radial.
The pain spreading from the eye of the needle to the periphery is constantly balanced.
When pulling out the needle, the left * * * dare not move.
This time, the nurse helped me press the cotton swab. Maybe she knew I was in pain and was afraid I wouldn't press it.
After pressing it for a while, the nurse stopped bleeding and packed up the things in the infusion room.
When I was leaving, the nurse reminded me that you must come for the injection on time tomorrow. There is no injection room in our clinic. You'd better come early tomorrow, there are few patients before 8 o'clock.
My answer is yes, please.
Left the clinic.
The next morning, I asked the company for a good holiday, thinking that I didn't have to go to work and sleep anyway.
It was already 9 o'clock when I got up again, and I felt a little uncomfortable. I took the temperature of 38 * *.
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I have to go to the clinic.
Wash your face, get dressed and go straight to the small clinic.
The clinic is not far from my home. Arrived after 9: 30.
A few days ago, there were many patients in the outpatient clinic, and several people in the infusion room hung infusion bottles.
Five more patients came to see the doctor in the clinic.
Seeing that the nurse and the doctor are very busy, and neither of them was yesterday, we have to wait a little longer.
10 The doctors and nurses were free before they noticed me.
Doctor: What can I do for you? I'm here for an injection. I saw a doctor last night.
After asking my name, the nurse found my medical record and diagnosis record and asked me about my basic situation (yesterday's symptoms, etc.). ). After checking, she said, Aren't you early? All right, come with me. Let's go to the pharmacy again. The same scene is staged again. Two 10 ml syringes are ready.
Me: Do you want an injection in the infusion room Nurse: When there are few patients, you can. But now all the beds in the infusion room are occupied, so we can only give injections here.
Me: Here it is. How to fight? Nurse: Hold the dispensing console or stick it on the wall.
I took off my left pants and held the console with both hands, ready for injection.
Me: Why don't you give me an injection to reduce my fever first? I prescribed the left cephalosporin for you yesterday, and I changed it today.
Nurse: OK, let's start with Bupleurum Injection. The nurse held a syringe in her right hand and took out a sterile cotton swab with iodine on it in her left hand. Before disinfection, she pressed her pants with her little finger. Turn around and have a look. Wow! I wiped a big piece. Isn't an injection just an eye? Before I could adjust, a sharp pain brought me back to reality. My hips stretch and relax reflexively. Fortunately, it's not very painful, but I feel a little swollen. Suddenly, the pain intensified and I was about to shout. The nurse pulled out the needle and pressed the cotton swab on the eye of the needle.
After lifting the trousers on the left, I changed the trousers on the right. The first time I stood and played cephalosporin, my heart began to play drums.
Before I had a rest, the nurse came again with a syringe. I lowered my pants on the right side a little. The nurse disinfected the needle eye yesterday. * * * The needle pricked a quiver, which hurt much more than before. Probably because I felt muscle tension, the nurse increased the strength of her hand and repeatedly warned me to relax, otherwise the liquid medicine would not spread and would aggravate the pain.
I know how to relax, but it really hurts. How to relax? After a long time, the injection site is sour, swollen and painful. Looking back, how can there be so many? It seems that after a century, I suddenly feel that the strength on PP has increased and it hurts faintly. Then the nurse quickly pulled out the needle and the cotton swab pressed on the eye of the needle. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and finally finished playing.
The center of gravity slowly moved to the right leg, but did not dare to use force. Now the whole right PP is in a state of numbness.
Avoid needle holes and lift your pants carefully. After the nurse packed the injection equipment, she turned to me and said that this needle hurts. Please stay for a while, and then go.
Don't forget to see a doctor at night.
After a while, I grabbed * * * and limped away. I really don't know if I have the courage to come to this clinic again.
Senior three: lovely fee
A detailed description of the ingredients of the injection! Really, I want to take a taxi at school, ah! I have a fever and dizziness, so I can't go to school. I can't help it! We can only go to the hospital! When I came to the hospital, it was already a sea of people. Children are crying everywhere. Seeing the children's timid appearance, I was proud for a while: hum! What child, unlike me, is afraid of injections. What a man! Standing at the end of the line, enjoying the sad injections performed by the children in front, it was my turn before I knew it. Just now, the doctor asked me to reach out and make fun of others. Looking at the sad expression of the child who just left in front, my heart became more nervous. I feel cold in my heart. I hope time can stop, so that I won't suffer from the injection. The doctor took out a cowhide tendon and pricked my hand. I was so nervous that I shouted, "Doctor!" " Never played! What are you nervous about! "The doctor disinfected the local area with iodine first, and then took out the needle that had already been prepared. My hand trembled even more, and the needle went in, and my little hand stung, alas! How painful! If I can choose in the future, I will definitely choose to be healthy forever! I don't want to suffer like this anymore!
Childhood fun 10 years old, the school organized vaccination after school in the afternoon.
I trembled with fear as soon as the news was announced.
When I got home, I told my mother what had happened.
My mother smiled and said to me, "Son, you are even afraid of vaccination!" " "I have seen the children coming out of the hospital with my own eyes, and I cried after the injection.
"I said seriously.
"This is because they feel that the injection is terrible, so they cry.
In fact, I'm not afraid of injections at all, just like being bitten by mosquitoes.
"Mother comforted.
In the afternoon, I came to school with a grain of salt.
Time seems to pass quickly, and my heart is beating faster and faster, like' fifteen barrels'-so anxious.
"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling ..." After school, two doctors in white coats and hats pushed a car into the classroom.
An aunt smiled and said to everyone, "Hello, classmates.
Today, the school organizes vaccination to prevent the occurrence of diseases, so the school requires everyone to be vaccinated.
Next, which classmate will come first? Set an example.
"I listened and thought: I will come first! Mom said the injection didn't hurt at all.
I raised my hand, and the doctor called me to the podium, then gave me a thumbs-up and said, "Little classmate, you are so brave.
"At this time, my heart flattered.
A doctor brought a syringe and inhaled the medicine.
I saw the potion emerge from the thin and long needle tip.
My legs are weak and my forehead is sweating.
If there was no one around, I would have been shocked.
"Little classmate, please raise your hand.
"Said the doctor touching my head.
I held out my hand, and the doctor wiped my upper arm with a cotton ball, and then said, "Hold it.
"Hold my hand, I'm scared to death, but I'm afraid the doctor says I'm timid.
So I closed my eyes.
Suddenly, my arm itched and I broke my eye.
"Ha ha, already good.
"I smiled happily.
"Hum! This little pain can also make me hurt. It doesn't matter if you give me ten more injections.
"When I got home, I excitedly said to my mother," Mom, the injection really doesn't hurt at all.
"My mother couldn't help laughing when she saw me like this. ...
In the fourth class this morning, the teacher said that he would give us an injection, which frightened us all. We all prayed to God that the doctor would come later, so that we could be mentally prepared. There may be unexpected things. Soon, the doctor came with her white box full of needles. We saw those. Everyone was scared to death. Several "fierce generals" in our class were scared to death and ran into the classroom in a panic. But under the rectification of Teacher Wang, we had to wait in line for "death". I saw that the students in front of me all had expressions of pain, sadness and fear. Of course, I was scared to death. My feet kept shaking and my heart kept beating. His hand trembled a little, which frightened me, but it stopped shaking after a while. I closed my eyes and my heart kept beating. After a while, Ceng Cheng finished the injection, and I ran to ask him if it hurt. He said it didn't hurt too much, but it hurt a little when he first inserted the needle. This finally gave me some comfort, but it didn't completely calm my fears. After a while, it was finally my turn to have an injection. After a while, I finally finished the injection. Actually, it's not very painful, just my psychological effect. This injection "event" made me understand a truth: you should look at its heart, not its appearance. Inject 400 words into the "event" composition.
I give my mother an injection. 300 words to accompany my mother for an injection. My mother usually cares about me and works hard. She washes clothes and cooks, and drives me to school to check my homework.
Not only that, she has her own job. She goes to work from 8 am to 8 pm every day, and often works late.
Sometimes when mom comes home, I almost fall asleep.
Because my mother is a teacher, she has to stand and give lessons to her students every day. She is very tired. When she came back, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow after eating.
Maybe it's overwork. My mother has been ill recently.
On the day of my illness, I accompanied my mother to the hospital. I was shocked when the doctor said that I would have an injection for seven days. I thought how painful it would be! Accompany my mother to have an injection today.
I'm about to get an injection, and I've been comforting my mother: "I'll finish it tomorrow." It won't hurt, it won't hurt, like a mosquito bite, and it will pass soon? " The injection began, and I saw the nurse holding a cotton swab dipped in medicine in one hand and a needle in the other.
She first coated her skin with a cotton swab, and then carefully stuck it in with a needle.
After the beating, the nurse pressed the punctured small mouth with a clean cotton swab to prevent bleeding.
When I got home, I helped my mother sit on the sofa and watch TV.
When eating, I take the meal to the living room and let my mother watch TV while eating dinner.
After dinner, I poured water to brush my mother's teeth and wash her face, and then poured water to help her wash her feet.
It's time for bed. I helped my mother to bed again and told her stories?
I overcame my timidity. I am a timid girl. I'm very afraid of dogs. As soon as I see a dog, it's like a mouse seeing a cat. I immediately hid behind my father.
Especially at night, I am alone at home, and I will be scared out of my wits when I hear any movement.
I remember once, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival was held in the class, and every student had to perform a small program. I was so scared that I thought: If you perform in front of the whole class, if you don't perform well, you will be laughed at by your classmates. What a pity! How I wish the Mid-Autumn Festival could come later, but this day has come.
In the afternoon, the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club began. The students all performed bravely on the stage, and it was almost my turn to perform. At this time, I was so nervous that my heart almost jumped into my throat.
At this moment, my deskmate seemed to see through my mind and whispered to me, "Xu Jiamin, be brave, it's no big deal.
"It's my turn to play. I stood in front of me, stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes of the whole class. I plucked up my courage and kept cheering for myself. Suddenly, that kind of timidity immediately relaxed, and I began to recite poems. After I recited on the stage very smoothly and emotionally, my classmates gave me warm applause and cheers.
Unconsciously, I have an invisible weapon to deal with "timidity".
In this way, I finally overcame my timidity with my own courage and the care and encouragement of others.
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