all my encounters with doctors were rather humourous these few months..

first, my rash that i got behind my knees,

it was super itchy and uncomfortable, so i decided to get a jab.

being confident and unafraid, i entered the doctors consultation room..

me: *knock knock* enters the room

doc: hello, whats the problem today? have a seat *ushers his hand in the direction of the seat*

me: oh okay (still standing up) i have this..

doc: have a seat *ushers his hand in the direction of the seat*

me: no i have something to show you, you see i have a rash..

doc: just have a seat first *ushers his hand in the direction of the seat*

me: *irritated, i decided to have a seat and bounce back up to standing mode immediately*

see i have this rash here at the back of my knee

doc: oh yea i see its quite bad, *uses fingers to feel rash*

me: (yea i have been trying to show you that)

doc: *stands up to get oilments* okay i can give you some pills and cream to apply on a regular basis.. you will..

me: *interupts him* can i have a jab?

doc: oh sure sure! it would work faster.. *prepares the injection needle*

so the doctor happily prepares it, attachs the needle to the syringe, and extracts the medication from a small vial and taps on this syringe, the medication squirts out into the air and disappears, and im staring at all that he was doing, getting a bit anxious. He finally takes the alcohol swap and cleans my upper arm, ready to give me the jab of my dreams that removes all irritation.

and i say quite comically: im quite scared.

doc: dont worry dont worry (pushes my head to face the other corner as he gives me the jab)

and i feel this numbing pain that goes into my arm..

and its over.

done.

haha!

okay now back to the corn..

the cornicles, part 3

today i went to the doctor showed him my corn, thinking that it would be over soon, ill dance nicely, and ill be able to walk on my whole foot again. thinking he would drip a drop of liquid nitrogen and *fppsspt* the corn will dry up and pop out leaving a huge depression in my foot, but nevertheless a preferable painless procedure.

but this was what happened:

me: *sitting on the bed in the clinic lookin at my corn* wont be pain right?

doc: wont la! wont la!

me: okay.. (in complete unbelief)

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me: sure? 100% no pain?

doc: wont la wont la! 100%!

me: okay..

(he takes out alcohol swaps to clean the area; he was very rough mind you)

me: ouch ouch! its pain! i thought no pain!

doc: like that also pain?! not pain la!

me: its pain! *pushes his hand away*

doc: dont touch me!

(lol, my mom was there, and she was laughing; so bad right?)

the rest wasnt as funny. but i was given something to dry the corn.. he says it should be gone in a month T_T

can die i tell you.