Another round of injections was due for Klara. At the time she was a fairly shy 21 year old, so she wouldn't have dared to ask for any further information or to be let go. She just hoped it would be over soon.

The next injection was to go into the stomach. "Don't worry, this one is small with a short needle". Slowly she moved her t-shirt up and once again watched the doctor prepare the injection site. She had never had an injection in the belly before. Hopefully it won't be as bad as in the leg. Klara felt a sharp sting upon the needle entering her but it wasn't the worst. That was until slowly, millimetre by millimetre, the doctor moved the needle further into the skin and then quickly injected the burning liquid. She couldn't hold back a yelp of pain.

"The good news is there is only one left for today" the doctor had told her upon finishing "the bad news is, it's gonna be the worst one yet". Klara couldn't even tell if this was good or bad news. Perhaps the most important thing was being done. She would get to go home and leave this all behind in a minute.... After getting another needle bite... In her boob. How would that even work??? The doctor explained it was a special drug that apperantely limits their movement and stops underboob sweat. Well its actual effect is to be tested on her.

Klara couldn't help but cry at the thought of that happening. Even taking of her sports bra, was terrible for the young woman. She knew she didn't have a choice though. There was no way of not getting this "exam" over with. Slowly she took her bra off and surpressed any squirming as the doctor felt her left breast. Next she felt the cold alcohol pad and then the feeling of a needle enter the soft tissue. It wasn't the worst sting but he drove the needle home all the way. The solution stung the worst out of all of them. As she was sighing of relief of being done, he got another one out. For the other side. Klara gripped the table with tears in her eyes as the same procedure repeated itself on the other side.

Finally, after another round of running and measurements, Klaras day was over. And she was incredible happy about never having to return. There was a sense of empathy for everyone that had their 21st after. Who knew what happened to them