For instance, when my nine month old daughter stuck a laptop charger cable into her mouth, she cried, but then stuck it back in her mouth another two times before I realized what was going on. That being said, she never really stuck non-food things in her mouth after that. So there must have been enough discomfort to dissuade her.
And when my thirty year old brother forgot to unplug the dryer before 'fixing' it, his skin was charred, but he was able to continue his work with only a little discomfort.
But then there are the extreme cases: the ones that change your lives forever -- the ones where you are so shot through with electrical current that you cannot possibly continue in your present circumstances.
That was what happened to my little sister.
Teeny was probably around ten or so, probably younger: I don't remember exactly when it was. She was at school -- an institution that followed all the safety guidelines a public education facility is regulated by. She was just sitting at her desk, minding her own business when out of nowhere BHAM!!!! Blinding, searing pain, like a thousand poison-tipped daggers racing through her veins! Harrowing, miserable agony, worse than being thrown off a cliff into a forest of wild thorn bushes! Excruciating torment, greater than being beaten by flaming faggots of thistles! It hurt.
Teeny couldn't possibly continue with her school work. The school nurse was informed of her discomfort and promptly called our mother who rushed to the aid of her injured lamb.
It was truly a grievous injury to overcome. No one had suffered as much as she had.
By the time the rest of us returned from school, Teeny was fine. There was not a trace of her ailment remaining. That is, until she was questioned about it. Then all her afflictions returned in full force.
To this day, Teeny maintains that her leg got electrocuted.
Nobody buys it.
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