Dear Is Mise,

As I seemed to have opened the door for the more toxically inclined I felt I should relate my Covid vaccine story.

After the needle initially went in I could feel a cold sensation running down the back of my arm. I thought in might have been the nerves reacting but I mentioned it to the nurse and it turned out the needle had malfunctioned sending vaccine down my arm.

The doctor was then brought over and we discussed the options and I elected to get a second full dose. Both nurse and doctor were apologetic. I laughingly replied something along the lines of 'it must have been because of my tough biceps'.

The thing was the second jab was within what seemed like a millimetre of the first. Perhaps the nurse didn't want two bleed sites, I really don't know, but I jumped and winced like a sook. The arm took nearly a week to come good.

I'm not great with needles anyway. I think the moral of the story is not to brag around nurses.

Still on the lack of anything humorous about covid, surely Australia must be a world laughing stock by now, if it hasn't been already.

Reportedly, Australia has become “the subject of mockery” around the world as clips from Australian news services have gone viral – leaving people “shocked by the hyperbole and hysteria”.

While the rest of the world has accepted that there is no elimination of Covid - they are going to learn to live with it: a few people will die, as they do with influenza, but most will not - the halfwits in Australia don't have a plan B. Gutless politicians continue to listen to the bureaucrats they've handed the reins and responsibility to - one-track-mind health wallahs, all of whom are alarmists and catastrophists not personally affected by their own edicts, and certainly not suffering financially.

There's no point in falling back on the 'how well we've done' myth. That was down to geography and good luck.

Well I've got a story although for me it's not
very funny. When I had my ultrasound in hospital,
the following week I went back for a six minute
walk test and then saw another specialist (my own
is on sabbatical). Anyway, due to lockdown and
lack of exercise - and staying indoors mainly -
the doctor noticed that I had a slight swelling in
my ankles. She wrote a prescription for Lasix tablets
for me.

I took them for a couple of days with horrendous
results. I could not stop urinating. day or night.
Finally I stopped taking the tablets. Now things are
back to normal. But boy did those tablets work and
fast. The most uncomfortable I've felt in ages.

I'm glad she didn't put me onto laxatives.

I finding it hilarious that certain people think that complete strangers are the slightest bit interested in their personal health reports and problems, not just their own hypochondria, but their husband's and their late mother's.

ttbn,

Why do you do this?

Ouch!

Do you realise how hurtfulk your words really are?

And you direct them as you say to people you don't know.
What does this compulsion say about you and your own
inadequacies?

All that is being done is people are responding to the
discussion of Is Mise asking for stories. You centainly
don't have to read them if you disapprove. Why enter a
discussion at all if you have nothing but attacks to
contribute?

That's sick!

Ttbn: I wonder if you would recognise a funny story if it jabbed you in the biceps? I get it. You don't like the Olympics, you don't like athletes, you don't like the Premier of Qld, you don't like people here telling personal healh stories. Your posts on other threads suggest you don't like anything much. So why are you here?

Personally I (don't) find it hilarious that you think people here are the slightest bit interested in your perpetual moaning.