Hmm..seemed to have helped some. That and switching from 28 gauge points on a 2.5ml detachable rig to a 30g fixed insulin rig (much, much finer tipped-the higher number, the narrower the point. 28 is reasonably comfortable in most circumstances, but 30 to 31g are really, really thin, and if doing an IV or even IM shot of something or other, then they just slide in so easily you would hardly notice. The catch being, the points are SO fine, that if the entire dose isn't dumped in quickly enough after registering, then the blood easily clots in the point, requiring a new syringe)
And the insulin ones are, for ease of measuring insulin units for diabetics of course, long and thin, SO long in fact, that the thin, bendy, pain-in-the-arse plunger is, when fully drawn back as far as possible, actually almost too long to reach with a fingertip to actually depress it.
Maybe type 1 diabetics all get born with really long fingers or something. They will need it if they require a full 1ml of whatever their insulin solution comes as, concentration wise. Of course they don't need to be in a vein, as its given subcut, but still. Pain in the arse for us opiate fans or those who decide to do some stimulants once in a while but still prefer to shoot their products.
I did make a detour to the free needle exchange in town for some more 28s, but it was closed. Must either close early on weekends or not be open at all. Last time I went in there, ended up chatting to the guy who works there and gives out the supplies to clients, an aspie it seems. And got home to find that everything was there I'd asked for EXCEPT the 28g points. Oops...realized he forgot to give me those. I know I asked him for them, but guess we got distracted. Oh well, shit happens and I really Couldn't be bothered going back to the city center though once I'd got home, ended up a bit of a crap day, as it was the day I got jacked and the filth rolled up right when I was about to...remedy that situation with no small quantity of prejudice. So to speak. Rest of the day was decent aside from that incident, but long, on my feet for ages, cold bugger of a day. By the time it was over the last time I went to mcr. city center, all I felt like doing was lazing around either at the computer or on my bed with a well-packed bong, a rollup, and a steaming mug of something tasty from my specialty tea collection
But I got enough of the 1ml pain in the fucking arse rigs to last until I next go to town. More than enough actually, seeing as I need to go on monday anyway to do some food shopping, buy a few new music CDs, and pay the guy at the head shop the couple of quid I owe him for the ethylphenidate I bought today.
Been a bit of a long day today too today. Time to put my feet up and relax methinks.
