by Martin Wiles @LinesFromGod
“We need to go into another room for this.”
I didn’t like the sound of those words. The dermatologist had already frozen a couple of places on my arms, but suddenly, the present room wouldn’t work. I followed him to another room, where he instructed me to lie on the table. Something else a little strange.
The next thing I knew, he gave me a shot that numbed the area he planned to work on. Soon, I couldn’t feel a thing—which, by the way, was a good thing. By this time, I was getting quite nervous. Then came the sound. I almost thought I was in a dentist’s office, where the sound is the worst thing.
