I was in (Day) surgery yesterday. Had 3 Needles in my forehead, 1 in each side of my head at the temples, 2 on each side of my neck and one in each shoulder.
I had them in an effort to REDUCE pain! They hurt a lot.
Ugh, needles in the head is just horrible!
When my hair was falling out prematurely, the NHS decided that they should stick needles in my head (apparently this was some sort of fertiliser, to make the stuff grow, a bloody silly idea if I ever heard one). I was sat on a trolley thing, they fired this thing into my head, which was both bloody painful, and just a sickening feeling, and my muttered words were "I'm going" because I couldn't manage anything else. The nurse said "what?" as I rolled off the trolley, onto the floor, unconscious.
Needles(s) to say, I decided that the treatment was far worse than the condition, as well as being a waste of NHS resources, so decline further efforts. I shaved the remains off, which soon stopped growing anyway.