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Oh, for... for... bloody hell.

So, I changed schools when I was fourteen, right? It meant that I effectively missed out from having the anti-tuberculosis vaccine, the BCG. Which made me happy. The BCG is scary and big and stupid and leaves a lifetime scar on your pretty little English rose arm.

So far, so avoidant. BUT OH NOES. TB is on the rise in the continent. The disease that killed poor Satine in Moulin Rouge and stole away one of Europe's greatest writers, George Orwell, is on the increase. It's nearly killing people in London. All NHS workers must be vaccinated against the disease. The nurse today told me that I need to have the vaccine before starting permanent!job. She also told me stuff about my generalised anxiety thing, which I already knew. Go, me.

So, farewell, unscarred white arm. I shall miss you. Never mind that I have a morbid fear of needles and will scream as the nurse administers the dose, there will be a centimetre-long scar on my arm forever OMG. And I bet it's right over the rather quite fetching freckle on my left arm. Bloody England. >:

[/waaah, emo]

I really dunt like needles.

Date: 2005-06-25 05:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pigeongirl99.livejournal.com
Eeek.

I was terrified of the BCG. Absolutely in horror of it.

Then I walked into the little room at school where they were dong the needle-evil-thingy, they looked at my arm, and said-

"Well, either you're immune, or you've got TB"

Six months later they bothered to give me a chest X-ray, where I was told-

"Well, there's nothing there now, but you never know what might develop!"

Fun times.

Date: 2005-06-26 08:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rebness.livejournal.com
Ha! You're the first person I know who hasn't needed the evil BCG. Well, unless you're a nefarious carrier... ;)

See, don't you think saying that I died of Consumption rather than a cancer or a heart attack would be so much more literary? I could strike a tragic pose and everything. Well, until the coughing of blood got too much and I died after my lungs drowned in my own lifeblood.

Date: 2005-06-28 02:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] verastar99.livejournal.com
I make it a point of saying "consumption" whenever possible in place of the yucky TB...

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