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Tell us all what sends shivers up your spine.  Things like the sight of blood makes you weak in the knees (not that anyone here would have that problem) or the sound of fingernails on a chalk board gives you goosebumps.  You get the idea.  Tell us your weakness.

My Wife's Chili,,,,,,,, I once tried to feed it to a starve'n dog,,,,He tuck'd tail and RUUUUUUUUNnnn never to be seen again (True Story)

Lightining bothers me some....

The fact that I work with Soldiers with loaded weapons, that gives me the willies.

Metal in the mouth. like pulling a fork across your teeth....ugh!

And the sound of saliva, blah.... I'm not a big fan of anything to do with the mouth!

NEEDLES-------

when I was a child & it came to innoculation day @ my school.... they took us class by class to the gym. Well not me; The first year I ran out the school doors & down the road, by the time they caught me I was already 3 blocks away. You would have thought they got smarter as the yrs. passed cause for 8 years I run out the doors & down the road !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today if I go to the dentist, his assistant has to pass the syringe behind the chair & by then it is toooooooo late I already have tears coming down my face.

I have 1 kitty who has food allergies really bad, & every 6 weeks she gets a shot. Well rather then pay for an office visit, I just pay for the shot, & they shoot her right there in the lobby, while I'm holding her...... I about Puke everytime.

You would think that after all the surgeries etc. that I've had.... it wouldn't bother me..... Wrong, you are Wrong.   I can go & drag for a drowning victim etc...... BUT, as soon as I see a NEEDLE ITS GAME OVER.... even on the TV. 

OMG     Standing on the back of my Flatbed Trailer loading my load....We use hand eye communications ......... to the crane operator. From me to him..... things can get conscreweded-up, or mis-interperted, or they may be a glitch in the system............  EVEN THOUGH I wear a safety helmet..... painted  Fuschia..... & can be seen..... quite a distance away................................   HOW MUCH IS MY LIFE REALLY WORTH, plus........ do you reallt think a hard-helmet is going to save my life ????? The best I could hope for would to be to bale off FAST.

This truly gives the WILLLIES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   I guess more things give me the willies, than what I ever expected....... LOL   WOLF-BACK SPIDERS, BIG WOOD BEETLE BUGS, NEEDLES, & OVERHEAD CRANE LOADING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!   

i like wolf spiders, just not crawling on me.  i used to have the needle phobia too, Headset, but when i had a twist in my small intestine, with gangrene, the horsepital vampires were taking blood like 6 or 8 times per day, and i got to the point where i could even watch...got over that threshold.

the 2 scariest things i can think of were as follows:  1)  the time i got stuck on a huge sandstone boulder (it's only rock-climbing if you can afford the ropes & carabiners and shit; otherwise it's bouldering, aka free-climbing), and found that the crack i'd climbed UP didn't lend itself to climbing back DOWN.  i was about 30' above the tops of the madrone trees in the area, and that is some really hard, wiry wood...the trees themselves were maybe 20' tall, but i never would've hit the ground...would've been impaled instead...no one would have found me for YEARS.  i clung there for maybe 5 minutes (felt like hours) analyzing the situation (who put the "anal" in "analyze" anyhoo?), and finally decided that i had to break the most fundamental rule of rock-climbing and turn FACE-OUT from the rock face, reach behind me and grab the protruding edge, take a really BIG step across, and haul myself back into the convenient little shallow cave, and then turn around and finish the climb down.

as Wild Bill Hickok used to say, "well, boys, i got killed."  actually, my strategy worked perfectly so i'm still here to tell the tale.  i'll tell the second one tomorrow.

Don't get me started on spiders.....creepy! I can handle snakes (to an extent) but spiders, NO WAY! Any kind of bug or wormy-crawly thing...I'm good, thanks! That's why I have a husband, to kill the nastly little bugs! :)

Snakes both kinds-Bad ones and Dead ones!

Jim Stafford reference, wow.  the celebrated jumping-frog of Calaveras county is visiting your neighborhood soon.

i wouldn't mind roaches so much if i could just get them to PAY RENT!

I hate people chewing on fabric. I especially hate it if I, for whatever reason, have to use my mouth to hold a shirt or a towel or something while my hands are full. It makes me teeth hurt just talking about it. Oh, and I can't stand anything involving fingernails. I hate it when people pick scabs with them, tap them on hard surfaces, scratch lottery tickets with them...yuck...it's all awful. Again..the fabric thing...I hate it when people scratch stuff of their shirts/pants/ect with their fingernails. The world would be a better place without fingernails.

During my EMT-Basic clinicals I realized I hate puke. I thought living at Ohio State with five girls who played too much beer pong made me ok with it, but then a patient puked on me, and I puked on the floor. Hopefully I get over that.

tsmith1 says ...

The thought of one of my children being really hurt or sick.

Otherwise, GI bleed breath turns my stomach.

My daughter went to have a growth on the inside of her elbow cauterized, then cut off and I almost fainted!!!!!!  I felt stupid, but just the thought of her being in pain, damn near kills me!!!!!!

I suffer from "community puke syndrome" as well.....but I am getting better.  Used to, the sound of heaving would send me over the edge - but I've since learned to control it until I actually see or smell it, then it's chew and swallow.......kind of rude to puke on the patient your working on.  However, here a few weeks ago, I did just that...and all over her son too.  We ran on "unresponsive" and found her in the bedroom of a travel trailer about 14 foot long and about 99 degrees.  She was definitely unresponsive and breathing about 6 times a minute.  Got one of my guys to assist breathing with a BVM and I started looking for a cause.  She is a diabetic, has COPD, CHF, and back problems.  Naturally, first thing I check is sugar and it's fine...like 141.  Rules that out.......start looking at meds and find out she's on 6 different narcotic pain meds, so after checking her pupils, .....ding ding ding...we have a winner.  The transport service gets on scene....I brief the medic on my findings...so she assess and agrees with me and starts a line and pushes Narcan.  Side effect of Narcan (and every other medicine it seems) is nausea/vomiting.  Patient wakes up, starts dry heaving (mind you I'm stuck in the corner of this travel trailer bedroom).  I managed OK with that......then she sits up and starts active vomiting.......and I even made it through that (with some chewing and swallowing).   Her next words, however, will be eternally burned in my brain.....they were (between heaves of course)..."I've got to poop".....she no sooner had the words out of her mouth when she did just that..........all over the bed, herself with the consistancy of oatmeal.  That was all my poor little stomach could take....and I commenced to projectile puking all over her bed.....jumped corner of the bed, pushed the medic and my fire chief out of the way - puked again and this time hit her 32 year old son.  I couldn't get out of that trailer fast enough.  That was definitely the willies!