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I hate hate hate hate haaate them. I avoid going. I have broken bones and not gone in. I have had cuts badly in need of stitches and not gone in. Only time I go is when my ear infections get bad enough that I'm deaf, I have a concussion, or Derek forces me to go to the ER when I'm really really sick. I fight him the whole way there and bawl my eyes out and pout but he doesn't fall for that anymore.
Once I get within a block of the place I start having panic attacks and hyperventilating. Even going to visit dying people, or once I had to take Derek to the ER cause he was really sick. I just panic. I get jumpy, I over analyze any germy situations, and I have hit the blood sample taking lady on more than one occasion.
Plus side to hospitals: I can distract myself by looking at other people's open wounds. Last time I went (the time I brought derek) a man had cut open his knee really deep and I could see the bone and watched him get stitches. It was pro.
@Posher: why were you in the hospital? :(
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