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On needles and pain

Yesterday, I went to visit a skin clinic because of some irritation. I’ve been in pain since the weekend but because of Buddha’s birthday holiday I had to suffer more. Can’t wait for my appointment since my tolerance to pain is quite low, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

So there, I went to the clinic on time. But I had to wait few more minutes, because I found out, they had to call the interpreter. So she accompanied me to the doctor, translated everything the doctor said. Everything seemed fine until the interpreter said the deadly words “they will give you an injection”. My eyes grew big and my heart beat tripled, in my mind I just told to myself “I’m dead huhuhu”.

Yes, I am afraid of hypodermic needles. I remember blaming a clueless friend for asking me to see the doctor when I wasn’t feeling well because I was injected (and it was painful) that day. Yesterday, I had no one to blame but my skin for being irritated. 😀

Evidence of overcoming my fear! 

While I was lying on the bed, painfully waiting until the medicine is completely in my system, I realized that my fear of needles is a simple manifestation of humanity’s resistance to pain.

No one wants to be in pain or suffer. All of us want a good life. Next to fighting a disease, I often witness pain in the form of being heartbroken. Emotional pain. People get really devastated; some people lose or gain weight; some people transform after a bad break-up. They say it is really painful. I am NBSB so I couldn’t relate. I am just thankful I haven’t experience any of those (and I am praying and believing that it will be possible to fall in love without passing through that heartbroken stage).

They say that the pain of the needle on your skin is just like a bite of an ant. It means that it is nothing compared to all the pain and hardships some people experience. I know that in real world there will be a lot of “painful” moments that might come, those that are maybe beyond my tolerance.

Yet I am secured, that no matter what happens, my God will be my refuge in time of need. And I don’t have to be afraid of those moments because Jesus, My Savior, had already died for me, bearing the pain that no one of us can, for me to have a life to the full.

“Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God,  stricken by him, and afflicted.  But he was pierced for our transgressions,  he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.” –Isaiah 53:4-5