Non-Fiction, Poetry, Writing

Injection Day – a poem

Syringe, Pill, Capsule, Morphine, Needle

Injection Day – a poem

By Tessa Dean June 2020

Injection Day, wrought with fear,

As the doctor readies his gear.

Cleanse the spot to be injected,

We don’t want to become infected.

Anesthesia administered prick by prick,

Ow! Then comes the final stick!

Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

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2 thoughts on “Injection Day – a poem”

    1. I used to be terrified as well. I would run away and when I got older I would stay, but cry and embarrassed my dad all the time. Now I am using insulin and so I prick my finger 4-5 times a day and used insulin injections until I got a pump. Now I just have one injection every 3 days to insert the cannula used to transport the insulin into my body. However the injections of steroids are quite painful and you have 4 stings of local anesthetic before each one. I have gotten much better at it.

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