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In study, work or life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition: injection, for reference only, welcome to read.

Composition: Injection 1 It seems that everyone is familiar with it, especially adults: injection is just a piece of cake, but for me, injection is very painful, because I was very thin when I was a child, the doctor couldn't find blood vessels, repeatedly stuck needles, my hands were often swollen, I felt dizzy when I saw the needle cylinder, and I was afraid when I heard Miss Li say that I wanted to get a vaccination! This terrible day has finally arrived-

Last Thursday, the teacher said that we would go downstairs to get the medicine to prevent measles in the second class. We asked whether we should take medicine or have an injection. We all hoped that the teacher would say yes, but unexpectedly, the teacher said it was an injection, which made our class panic. When the second class arrived, the teacher asked us to line up and go downstairs, so don't make any noise. The teacher told us to keep quiet because other classes were having classes.

When I got to the injection place, I saw that there were still many people waiting in line, but the students in other classes didn't finish playing, so I still had time to make psychological preparations. I counted and found that I was the twelfth to play. After last class, I came to our class, and Shi Kuang was the first. I cried and almost fainted when I came out. Fortunately, the teacher did not arrange the exercises in the order, but in the form, and I came last. There is still more time for psychological preparation. Several students in our class came out and told me that it was very painful, which caused me to bite my arm and scream there. It was almost me. I was almost dumbfounded. Everyone who finished the injection lost a lot of blood, especially Zeng, and the whole cotton swab was still full. It's my turn I closed my eyes and quietly stretched out my arm, as if I were dying. It's over, lie to me, it doesn't hurt at all! I can't shed a drop of blood I think I must have too much fat, so it doesn't hurt or bleed. Why do injections make people panic?

Through this incident, I am inspired not to be influenced by unhappy things in the past, not to make excuses for myself, but to face them bravely. It doesn't matter if we don't get good grades. As long as we study hard from now on, we will get good grades. Come on, everyone, I believe tomorrow will be better!

Composition: Injection 2 Once, I had a high fever and needed an injection immediately. At the mention of the word "injection", I was already scared. I would beg my mother not to have an injection, but my mother insisted on an injection in order to get better quickly. Alas! I have no choice but to have an injection.

When I got to the hospital, I felt uneasy at the smell of the hospital, as if all the bacteria were hidden in the smell. I saw a sea of people in the hospital, most of whom were children. My mother took me to the terrible injection room. Just as I was about to go in, I saw a little fat man come out crying. In my eyes, the injection room immediately looks like the most horrible magic box, with a big mouth that eats people. Fast forward, my heart is in my throat.

When I entered the injection room, I saw a doctor holding that big needle, which was terrible. My legs are shaking and my heart is pounding. I think injections are the scariest thing in the world. I sat in a chair, and the doctor sprayed a little water first, which seemed to be overbearing. Then he tied my hand with a rubber band, coated it with some medicine and put cotton on my hand. Finally, the needle swooped down and landed on my little hand.

The needle came down and I saw it in an instant. After the needle stuck in my skin, I thought I must be finished. I closed my eyes and waited quietly. Suddenly, I heard my mother's laughter and finished the injection. I walked out of the injection room with doubts. A little boy waiting in line to wear a vest stopped crying when he saw me walk out of the injection room safely. He rushed over and asked me what to do so that the injection wouldn't hurt. I slowly described how I entered the injection room and vest, and then said to the vest, "As long as you are brave, you can get an injection."

Composition: Injection 3 My brother is going to have a vaccination. I want to see the scene! See if this 6-year-old boy, called a man, can cry. Along the way, my brother cheered himself up and said, I am not afraid! The injection doesn't hurt, and I won't cry if it hurts! When I arrived at the hospital gate, I saw an uncle coming out with his children. His eyelashes are so bright that I can tell at a glance that he has been crying. Now it's time to watch my brother's jokes.

I heard the child crying before I got to the injection room. There are high, weak, thin, thick, hoarse and crisp cries.

On entering the room, children of all ages, ranging from 6 years old to 6 months old, cry in different ways: holding their eyes, closing their eyes and opening their mouths, sniffling. I stole a look at my brother, who was pulling his mother's cuff tightly and looking around with his big eyes.

Brother, are you sure you don't cry? I made fun of her on purpose. Do not cry! The younger brother said firmly.

Finally, it was my brother's turn to have an injection. My brother strode forward with his mouth pursed, pushed up his sleeve and bravely turned away. When the needle point plunged into the younger brother's tender arm, the younger brother got a tingle and stubbornly raised his little face until the nurse quickly pulled out the needle, and everyone next to him praised his younger brother for being sensible and brave. My brother casually wiped his cuffs, strode, straightened his chest and proudly walked out of the house. As soon as he came out, he looked around When I saw no one, I put my hand over the place where I just had an injection and said, ouch, it hurts!

Hey! My little brother, so small, is quite proud!

Composition: Injection 4. After school this afternoon, I rushed to the piano class. After class, I rushed to the clinic because I was still having an injection today. I had an injection yesterday, and it took three days to get well. Now I know that the injection hurts, the homework will be finished very late, and I have to feed. My mouth is still bitter and my hand still hurts.

Alas, drink plenty of water in the future. Remember, students: Remember to drink water in the morning and evening.

Composition: Injection 5 I want to give my mother an injection on a whim today.

I first took out a bottle of flour oil, a cotton swab, a bottle of paper tape (needle) and adhesive tape. I had an injection a few days ago, so I can do simple actions.

I first wiped a cotton swab dipped in oil on the back of my mother's hand, pretending to look for blood vessels, and then picked up a paper tape and pretended to put it on the back of my mother's hand. Finally, I taped it, which was ok. It's just that mom will clean the closet with a needle and won't run away!

Composition: Injection 6 At noon today, my mother took me to the Children's Hospital for an injection. After we took a taxi, we met my father at the attachment of my father's unit and went to the hospital together.

But I don't have to do a skin test today. I didn't cry at all when I stuck the needle. I didn't plunge into the blood vessel several times, so I had to change my hand and plunge in at one breath. The doctor put a medicine chest under my hand and told me not to move. I didn't feel any pain when I inserted the needle, nor did I feel any pain when I pulled it out. Oh, I am relieved. I feel much better today. I think my fever has gone down.

Composition: Injection 7 Today, I heard the teacher say that I should have a vaccination and hepatitis B vaccine.

Some students are afraid of injections, so they are scared to get under the table. I told my classmates who were afraid of injections that if you think more about fresh injections, you won't feel pain. For example, today the teacher took us for an autumn outing, and my parents took us to the park to play. The students came out from under the table obediently. When giving injections, they are brave enough to let doctors and aunts play. Playing with needles, I asked them if they hurt? They said, "I think of something new when I have an injection, and it really doesn't hurt." Article

In the third class this afternoon, Teacher Yang is telling us new words. A few minutes later, several angels in white slowly drifted into our classroom to vaccinate us. The students showed panic and began to whisper. At that time, I was gloating: "It's still far from me starting from a group!" I heard teacher Yang say, "Let's start with four groups!" I can't believe it, but it's true. Students came up nervously one after another, and I slowly followed them to the classroom. ...

Looking at angels in white's affable face, I still feel terrible. The slender needles make me cringe. I looked at my classmates sitting inside. They all looked at us with pride and anger, as if thinking, "What a suck!" Look at those students who want an injection. Some are nervous, some are not. People who are afraid of injections hide from time to time. When it came to me, I was so scared that I whispered to the doctor, "Auntie, be gentle." The doctor nodded, but when she stuck the slender needle into my arm, I let out a scream of "Ah" and all the students behind me laughed. Then angels in white said, "The child has no meat." . I slowly walked back to my seat, secretly watching other students, all scrambling to step onto the platform one by one, especially the male students were brave, not nervous at all, talking and laughing.

This needle made me understand not to be a timid person, but to be a brave person. To look small is to bravely reach out for an injection.

Composition: Injection 9 Today, there are students in our class who have injections.

We were very nervous when we got there. The doctor took off my clothes and brought me a needle. I closed my eyes tightly. When the doctor picked up the needle, he immediately injected it. When I hit it, I felt as if I had been bitten by a mosquito. It doesn't hurt at all. After the fight, I found a place to sit. We sat until the beginning of the second class. Now we are much braver than before. We don't cry or scream, because we grow up, so we don't cry.

Finally, I want to say "thank you" to the doctor who gave us an injection.

Composition: Injection 10 Seeing the thick needles on TV made me feel scared and got goose bumps all over. I stuck it in with a bang, and then pulled it, and the bright red blood drew a needle. It was bloody!

This time, I also became the target of injection-I had a fever, and my temperature was as high as 39.9 degrees. On the worst day, my head was dizzy, I was weak, and my feet dared not move, so I went to the hospital in pain.

It's really troublesome to go to the hospital: register, have a look, charge, have a blood test, and find that the indicators are wrong, charge, dispense medicine, and hang salt water. It looks simple, but it actually took me an hour, mostly hanging salt water.

Blood tests and injections of normal saline are needed. Tie a rubber tube on your wrist, make a fist, the nurse pats the blood vessel, wipes it with a cotton swab dipped in liquid medicine, expertly tears the package of the needle tube, inserts the needle tube into my thin blood vessel, injects the liquid medicine, and pushes her hand forward to finish the injection; Hang three bags of saline and pull out the needle. When I pulled it out, I saw the medicine pouring out. When I pulled it out, it felt more painful than a mosquito bite. Fortunately, I didn't have a few stitches from Dozza, otherwise the blood vessels would be "riddled with holes"!

I'm really glad that this needle can pass the test at one time.