Rikk Posted May 25, 2022 Share Posted May 25, 2022 Conventional practice is to use an 18 gauge need to draw an oil based substance and a 21 or 22 gauge needle for the injection. Using a 18 gauge need for an injection is very painful, particularly if the same need was used for the draw. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post bbmikenj Posted May 27, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted May 27, 2022 The next morning, I woke up at 5am. My whole body ached. My joints were stiff. I was sweaty and feverish. I thought it might be Covid, until I remembered what Dr. Lazarus said about the side effects of my treatment. I got out of bed and stretched. It hurt, but it helped with the discomfort. I had morning wood that was throbbing hard. I looked over at my wife. She was sound asleep, undoubtably worn out from last night. I put on some clothes and went down to the gym. I went over to the wall of windows, and opened up the sliding glass doors. The cool early morning air was refreshing. Dawn was just beginning to show on the eastern horizon. I stepped outside and walked across the patio to the pool. Steam was rising off the water’s surface. I took off my clothes and dove in. I started swimming laps, stiffly at first. I’d taken lessons as a kid, but was never very good. My stamina sucked, and I would be gasping for breath by my fourth lap. Today was different. Back and forth I went. My sore limbs and joints loosened up quickly. I imagined myself as Aquaman, flying thru the water. The more I swam, the stronger my strokes became. After 30 laps, I stopped and got out of the pool. Steam rose off my body, just like it did off the pool. My skin was flush and ruddy. I was stoked. I looked down at my stomach. Was it flatter? Maybe. It was hard to say. One thing for sure, I was starving. I stepped into the outdoor shower. As I lathered up, I got horny. I soaped up my dick. It felt heavier than usual. Thicker. Maybe it was just wishful thinking. Maybe it was my blood flowing hard from my swim of almost a metric mile. Whatever it was, it didn’t take long for me to shoot a load all over the shower wall. I rinsed off the wall and myself, then toweled off and got dressed. I was so charged up. I went into the garage and lifted a mountain bike off its rack on the wall. My wife gave it to me for Christmas two years ago. I used it once. The hills around my neighborhood were too steep for me to maneuver. I hated having to get off the bike and walk up to the top of a hill because I couldn’t make it, like I was a weak schoolboy. Which I had been. Now I wanted to test out my new stamina. Plus, I had a goal. There was a McDonald’s about 7 miles from my house, and I could hear Egg McMuffins calling me. I got on the bike and pedaled down the driveway to the front gate, then out to the road. My house was at the top of a hill, so the ride started out easy. Then I hit some uphill climbs. I was pleasantly surprised when my lungs did not fail me. And I could feel my leg muscles burning from the steep inclines, and the burn went deep and hot by the time I reached the summits. The reward was making it to the top without coming to a stop, and the free flowing cruise down the other side. My joints no longer ached, but my thighs throbbed. I imagined the gh that I had injected last night doing its magic, making my muscle fibers rebound and repair as fast as they were strained from the hill climbs. I got to the McDonald’s so fast, I almost wanted to keep going. But I was too hungry. I pulled in, got off my bike, and locked it to the bike rack. I wobbled into the restaurant. My thighs felt like overinflated balloons. I ordered 3 Egg McMuffins, 2 hash browns, and a large Coke. The sun had been up for awhile now, so I took my food to a table outside. I’d never tasted such good McDonald’s food before. I scarfed it down heartily. When I was done, I was still hungry. I went back inside and ordered 4 sausage McMuffins and 3 more hash browns. I’d never eaten so much in one sitting, but I could have gone back for more. Instead, I decided to bike around town for a little bit, and burn off some of the Mickey D calories. Traffic was starting to pick up on the main road, so I turned into a more residential area. The streets were more level here, so it was an easy ride. I decided to try and pop a wheelie, something I’d barely been able to do as a kid. After a few attempts, I got it down. Soon, I was riding whole blocks on one wheel. It must have looked ridiculous, a grown man, popping wheelies. But I was reveling in my newfound coordination. I gradually worked my way back to the main road, and headed home. On the return trip, I stood up on the pedals as I went up the hills. My ass had always been on the big size, thus the pear shape that Dr. Lazarus had referenced. I decided to give my fat ass muscles a workout, to see if I could tighten them up. I could sure feel them working as I crested each summit. By the time I got home, I was drenched in sweat. As I hung my bike back on the wall rack, I noticed that my wife’s car was still here. When I went into the kitchen, she was there having coffee. “Morning,” she said. “Where were you?” “I went for a bike ride.” “You went for a bike ride?” “Yeah. I felt like getting some exercise.” “You felt like getting some exercise?” “Yes,” I laughed. “Stop repeating everything I say.” She laughed too. “You look…different.” “Do I?” “Maybe I’ve just never seen you so sweaty.” “Very funny. Maybe we could go upstairs and I could get even sweatier.” “You certainly are feeling your oats lately. And I would take you up on it, but we’re having a board meeting this morning. I have to get going.” “You need a vacation.” As she got her stuff together to go, she said, “Funny you should say that. My sister called yesterday and said that she and I should go on that Italy trip we’ve always wanted to do. She has the summer off.” “That sounds like a great idea. A month or two abroad would do you both good. I’ll look into it for you while you’re at work today.” “Really? Two months? You wouldn’t mind? What about Max?” “Nah, I don’t mind. Besides, it will give me a chance to bond with the little imp.” “That’ll be the day.” “No, really, it’d be good for all of us.” “Okay, if you say so,” she said, grabbing her keys. We kissed goodbye and she left. I felt hungry again. I went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a quart of milk and drank the whole thing. It was so cold and tasted so good, which was odd because I didn’t much like milk. As I bent over to throw the empty container away, my shorts ripped apart along the back seam. I reached back and felt my ass. It felt hard as stone. Oh, yeah. It was going to be an interesting summer. 62 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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