A White Mustache - Part III

The Doctor left the room to prepare everything for the “mini-surgery” that I was going to have. I was a bit tired of chewing a gum, so I looked at the nearest litter and I threw it. It was in that moment, when I started to read the script on the litter, which said something like: “Just for medical rubbish.” And I thought: “The gum could be medical, because helps you to think.” ;)

The Doctor came to the room with all the necessary tools to defeat my enemy.  I was preparing my arm to receive the anesthetic injection, but the doctor told me: “I’m going to inject you in the abscess.” I opened my eyes, like if I’ve would seen a shark in front of me. I didn’t know that she was going to inject me there!

Feeling as I was going to be executed, she said: “You are going to feel a sting, the first one it’ll hurt.”

I opened wider my eyes and thought: “What?  How many will be?”

She injected me and asked me to breath, it was going to help. The first injection hurt me a lot, it was so painful. I felt the all anaesthesia come into my skin. It was slow and painful, the worse torture ever.   

The second injection it was less hard, maybe because the anaesthesia was making effect on me. Then the doctor said: “That’s good, still 2 more.”

She injected me the third one, and asked: “Does it hurt?”

I said: “No yet.”

She smiled and repeated what I had said. Of course, my statement was true, the third injection killed me the second time that night, it was too painful.

She said: “Please don’t hate me, a lot of people want to punch me when I’m doing this.”

With disobedient tears on my eyes, I said slowly: “It’s ok.”  

She injected me one last time, but fortunately the effect of the anaesthesia was working, so I could not feel anything.  She took the scalpel and started the mission. The crucial moment was going to come, I was begging to the ceiling for expecting the pus going out. If I was not going to start to bleed, everything would have been in vain. And I would have to go back home with a scar, the abscess completely full and my illusions on the floor.      

But the Doctor said: “Yeah, That’s great! It’s going out!”

These magical words made me feel a wonderful relief for the first time during the whole annoying day.