Был у меня в жизни случай... Капали мне...

I had a case in my life ... I was given a very necessary medicine. I could not eat it with pills, the side effect was so enchanting that the doctors were given a wonder. Decided intravenously. It turned out even worse. I lay, and millions of red-hot needles walked under my skin. I lay, and distinctly felt how with every drop it became worse and worse, and wondered how much more was enough for me. With the remnants of reason, I made a promise to myself that, firstly, I will get out, and secondly, if I ever want to feel sorry for myself, I will remember these droplets falling into me and pity myself immediately. In general, of course, nonsense. But feeling sorry for yourself is a very inefficient activity.