Emily Velasco on Nostr: Dreamt I was a seasoned reporter in a modern day Chicago newspaper (but I was not ...
Dreamt I was a seasoned reporter in a modern day Chicago newspaper (but I was not myself, I was a middle aged white guy), and I had been reporting on the controversial practices of a local wellness influencer.
Since I was publishing pieces that were critical of her work, she invited me to come to her clinic and try what she was offering. Being an unbiased and dutiful journalist, I took her up on that.
She was pleasant, cheerful, and seemed to really believe in what she was doing. She took me and my photographer into one of her exam rooms and pulled out a medical tray with a syringe that was full of a milky fluid that was the holistic serum she was known for providing.
Then she told me that because she was not licensed to practice medicine, she could not administer the shot to me. I would have to do it while she watched.
She uncapped the needle, revealing that it was big -- probably 16 gauge -- and she told me I would need to inject it right into a vein. This was not an intramuscular treatment.
I looked at that big needle and the pale blue vein on the inside of my elbow. I tried to psych myself up for it, but I just couldn't couldn't do it. That needle was just too big and I was afraid of how much it would hurt, and what that milky liquid would do.
I told her I was sorry, but I was not going to be able to follow through on it and that I would have to continue my reporting in some other way. My photographer and I got up and left.
Since I was publishing pieces that were critical of her work, she invited me to come to her clinic and try what she was offering. Being an unbiased and dutiful journalist, I took her up on that.
She was pleasant, cheerful, and seemed to really believe in what she was doing. She took me and my photographer into one of her exam rooms and pulled out a medical tray with a syringe that was full of a milky fluid that was the holistic serum she was known for providing.
Then she told me that because she was not licensed to practice medicine, she could not administer the shot to me. I would have to do it while she watched.
She uncapped the needle, revealing that it was big -- probably 16 gauge -- and she told me I would need to inject it right into a vein. This was not an intramuscular treatment.
I looked at that big needle and the pale blue vein on the inside of my elbow. I tried to psych myself up for it, but I just couldn't couldn't do it. That needle was just too big and I was afraid of how much it would hurt, and what that milky liquid would do.
I told her I was sorry, but I was not going to be able to follow through on it and that I would have to continue my reporting in some other way. My photographer and I got up and left.