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Squalitude posted:Wait, you got a door? Like, to a room? lol if you have to share a room with other people like it's the 1930s What kind of horrible hospitals do they have in your country?
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Squalitude posted:Wait, you got a door? Like, to a room? Kaiser did not give me a celly. They merely gave me the ambience of endless beeps and boops. They wouldn't close the door because they were jerks 
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Linux Pirate posted:lol if you have to share a room with other people like it's the 1930s My stay was on the "serious to the point they might die" ward, so there were no rooms, only curtains. It was set up like a wheel with the nurse's station right in the center where they could see to all the beds. I only remember one person dying while I was there, but I wasn't paying that much attention. I was a lovely patient for the first week, too - kept getting up and pulling out my IVs with the intent of going out for a smoke. They put me in a straitjacket for a while after that. This was in the US, by the way. 
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CaptainSarcastic posted:My stay was on the "serious to the point they might die" ward, so there were no rooms, only curtains. It was set up like a wheel with the nurse's station right in the center where they could see to all the beds. I only remember one person dying while I was there, but I wasn't paying that much attention. I was a lovely patient for the first week, too - kept getting up and pulling out my IVs with the intent of going out for a smoke. They put me in a straitjacket for a while after that. I know they have shared rooms in the US, but I thought it was mostly a thing of the (recent) past. Also I know what you are talking about but I've only seen stuff like that in a pre/post op and ER area, I didn't know they kept long term patients there.
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In college I ended up in the ER. It was UConn's spring weekend (where the whole goddamn campus turns into a gigantic party), and I had gone pretty hard the two days before so I skipped the booze that day. Still went out and did a bunch of poo poo with my friends all day. I ended up getting kind of anxious at around 2 or 3 in the afternoon. Well, it's like 9 and I break off because I'm not feeling myself. At all. I tried to go to the infirmary but was totally lost. Ended up finding an ambulance and asking for directions. They ended up transporting me, because they thought I was all hopped up on drugs. Kind of did the whole "Oh, whatever, it's an intox, he's just denying it because he thinks he'll get in trouble" type thing. My heart rate was way up and I was altered, but that's just drugs! Nope, when I got to the ER they ended up finding out I was so dehydrated from the night before and the hot day that I was going into hypovolemic shock. Ended up with IV's in both arms and getting two and a half liters of saline.
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Linux Pirate posted:I know they have shared rooms in the US, but I thought it was mostly a thing of the (recent) past. Also I know what you are talking about but I've only seen stuff like that in a pre/post op and ER area, I didn't know they kept long term patients there. He kinda answered your question, but shared rooms are definitely not normal in the US .
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I was born with super ventricular tachycardia. It fucks around with the electric pulses in your heart and messes with your rhythm. Just before my 3rd birthday, Mum noticed I was a bit down and got a doctor to check up on me, he apparently checked me a bit and got me to the hospital pronto. Apparently I wouldn't have survived to see the next day if he hadn't made that call. While I was there, they put some ink in my artery to track it which ended up collapsing the artery. Took pills for the next 12 years and was pretty much normal health wise until they operated to sort it out permanently - they gave me a valium, injected me with some feel good poo poo while I looked at a screen displaying my beating heart with wires inside it, burning away the bad bits. Was pretty trippy. More recently I ended up hospitalised for 10 days in Osaka - something bit me in another country and I awoke one day to a massively swollen face and lacking the ability to stay awake for longer than 30 minutes. I'm still not entirely sure what it was due to my Japanese being non existent and their English not being so great, but I think it was something called rickettsia (sp?). Moral of this story: ALWAYS buy travel insurance. I paid about 300 for the insurance itself and 100 for the treatment and stay. If I was uninsured, I woulda paid 12,000 which would've ended the trip on a real sour note. Stay healthy folks, hospitals are poo poo places to be.
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I've been hospitalized many times, but unlike the OP I live in a country with decent medical and can walk in and out of the ER without ever seeing a bill. Been hospitalized for: head injury - fell 6 feet down a cement staircase, hit my head on the door hard enough to break the door, the frame and the handle 12th vertebrae compression fracture - was snowboarding, hit a service road and got 20+ feet of vertical air. I actually landed the jump but caught an edge and went right down on my tailbone dart - in my ankle bone up to the hilt of the spike, I watched the beefy ER doctor strain with every muscle in his body trying to pull it out also appendix - decided to go to the hospital when my body rejected water, just barely got it out in time
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The Bananana posted:Huh? I was feeling sick so I went home instead of going for my walk. I had a big glass of water and within a minute, I was in the bathroom throwing it up until I dry heaved. If your body rejects water, something is loving WRONG. So off to the ER I went.
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Linux Pirate posted:I know they have shared rooms in the US, but I thought it was mostly a thing of the (recent) past. Also I know what you are talking about but I've only seen stuff like that in a pre/post op and ER area, I didn't know they kept long term patients there. This wasn't really long term, more like middle term - I was in for a little under a month. I think my recovery surprised the medical staff, but I have a family history of being ridiculously tough and resilient bastards.
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treiz01 posted:dart - in my ankle bone up to the hilt of the spike, I watched the beefy ER doctor strain with every muscle in his body trying to pull it out Am I dumb or did someone dart you in the ankle. If so, cmon man spill the beans and let us know - was it a regular dart like you'd get in the pub, or did some game hunter try to tranquilize you?
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Bill NYSE posted:I had ~10ft of my colon removed, along with my appendix about two years ago. drat, dawg. Did you get to keep your removed colon? I was having some terrible, intermittent pains right above my abdomen and I thought it was just heartburn  After a few days of slowly declining health, my roommate drove me to the emergency room. Turns out I had gallstones and if I had waited any longer I could have died. Had to stay a few days with no food and no water intake at all to get my system stabilized but I got a self administered morphine dispenser. My nutrients were replenished via a small tube into my heart, I think. Don't really remember. Had em removed and had about a week's worth of recovery. Then came the bills...
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The Bananana posted:Trip report: being unconscious kinda owns. It's like time travel. You close your eyes, and when you open them up its been like an hour or two. Almost exactly like that but without the waking up part
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I had appendicitis almost two years ago. I woke up feeling like poo poo, and assumed I had a hangover. After 6 hours of the pain slowly creeping, my wife finally convinced me to go to the emergency room. We waited about two hours in the emergency room waiting room in Camden, NJ before they took me in. I saw several drunks and crackheads stumble in. One decided to walk in and just lay down on the floor. They nurse yelled at him for a while, put him in a wheelchair, and stuck him in the corner. After about an hour he got up and walked out. I finally went in the back, and this is probably 2:00 PM or so on a Saturday. I was sitting there for a while (hours?), while they did blood pressure and basic stuff. I decided after a bit to tell my parents that I was in the hospital. Turns out my dad knows the head of gastroenterology at this hospital. He made a call and ten minutes later I had like 5 doctors surrounding me, some morphine, and was on my way for a PET scan. Morphine is great. I still had pain, but I didn't give a poo poo anymore. At the scan, they injected me with some poo poo that made the back of my throat taste like iodine, which is weird as hell. The scan found appendicitis. I was scheduled to have surgery at 11:00 PM. Waiting for the surgery, I watched some hosed up poo poo. While I had my own room (curtained off area) to chill in, they were wheeling in messed up people and sticking them in the hallway. One guy was drunk or high or something, and this flaming male nurse was talking to him in really bad Spanish with a horrible American accent. Like Peggy Hill level poo poo. The guy yell, "NO MAS!" stood up, and slapped the nurse. He ripped out his IVs and left. Later a kid came in on the chopper with a football injury, probably paralyzed. lovely. I had my surgery, and hour later woke up wondering what they did with my underwear. I had it on when they put me to sleep. A nurse had it for me in a plastic bag. Sometime around 4:00 am, a room became available for me. I slept for a bit. Ate some breakfast. The nurse told me I couldn't leave until I peed. I said "but I don't have to go." She said "that's impossible. The IV gave you a lot of fluid. Well you better go or we are going to have to catheterize you." I started chugging water and eventually peed. It was the most difficult thing I've ever tried to do. So they sent me home. I managed to walk out of the hospital. Took one pain pill that night and that was it. In and out of the hospital in 25 hours. I made it back to work later that week. Then the following Friday, I was pissing blood. All kinds of blood. Went back to the ER, where I was no longer pissing blood. They attributed it to trauma from the catheter during surgery. Dunno. Bill was $32,000. Insurance cut it down to $16,000 ish. I paid $1500 because I have a lovely high deductible plan. Thanks Obama. edit- Forgot about the Air Force medical student or whatever he was (teaching hospital) trying to take my blood. He couldn't hit a vein for his life. He started trying all of these other secret veins. He hosed up one in my bicep and I had a purple bicep for a few weeks. A phlebotomist came in and was like "what the gently caress was this guy doing" and got me tapped on the first shot. FogHelmut fucked around with this message at 22:57 on Jul 27, 2016 |
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el dingo posted:More recently I ended up hospitalised for 10 days in Osaka - something bit me in another country and I awoke one day to a massively swollen face and lacking the ability to stay awake for longer than 30 minutes. I'm still not entirely sure what it was due to my Japanese being non existent and their English not being so great, but I think it was something called rickettsia (sp?). Moral of this story: ALWAYS buy travel insurance. I paid about 300 for the insurance itself and 100 for the treatment and stay. If I was uninsured, I woulda paid 12,000 which would've ended the trip on a real sour note. Rickettsia are transmitted by flea or tick bites and cause spotted fever and typhus. It sucks that you had to spend so long in hospital. Did you go straight home afterwards or keep travelling?
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cyberia posted:Rickettsia are transmitted by flea or tick bites and cause spotted fever and typhus. It sucks that you had to spend so long in hospital. Did you go straight home afterwards or keep travelling? That would make sense, I stayed a night in a dodgy Thai hostel and woke up pretty itchy. I stayed in Japan another couple of weeks, managed to slice my foot open on a rock while shitfaced on a beach. Insurance had run out by that point so I just patched it up best I could and continued. Worked out fine
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I got super pukes n' shits and went to a local, but new, hospital that was built in the town I was living in. Turns out eating raw vegetables, even if washed, carries the risk of some deadly bacteria. I was loaded up with liters of antibiotics in an IV, sometimes switched with electrolytes, and left alone in a bed in a room with 4-5 other people who all seemed to be dying of something. The guy next to me seemed to have TB and looked to weigh about 1/3 the normal weight of a guy his age and height. I slept most of the night but up to pee twice, having to take out my own IV drip thing and hanging it up. In the morning they gave me coffee and some gruel and I went home to rest after I paid my bill and stopped at the pharmacist to get the ridiculous list of medicines the doctor put me on, most of which were antibiotics and anti-parasite pills. The hospital wasn't bad at all and the staff were pretty amused to see me there because I am white. There was no heating and it was the start of a cold winter, but the blanket they gave me was amazing and the heat of the fever helped too. Total bill without any insurance whatsoever for the medicines, hospital bed, and transportation, was less than $70 USD. Their coffee was dank as gently caress and cost a dime a cup and when I went back for my follow up, which cost me $2, I got 3 cups of that coffee. This was in India, by the way. That was the only time in my life, except when I was born, that I have stayed in the hospital (so far).
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el dingo posted:Am I dumb or did someone dart you in the ankle. If so, cmon man spill the beans and let us know - was it a regular dart like you'd get in the pub, or did some game hunter try to tranquilize you? It was a regular dart. I was 13 or 14 and on my first day of summer camp me and the other boys were bored so we started throwing darts at a broom we propped against the rough hewn wood of the cabin wall. I was standing between two bunk beds beside where they were throwing. This one kid who I remembered looked like harry potter wound up and threw with all his might. We all looked at the wall. No dart. It wasn't until I looked down that I saw it sticking out of my ankle that I freaked out. I still have that dart.
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Ivor Biggun posted:I'm pretty sure that should be serous fluid not "serious fluid". huh that makes more sense
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hemale in pain posted:huh that makes more sense There is also only one "s" in the word "pus." It was not a well-written note.
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When I was 14 I was hospitalized due to testicular pain. They said they weren't sure if it was torsion (which they said was "common for a boy his age") or orchiditis, so they started giving me antibiotics. They said if the swelling didn't subside in a couple of days they would do an "exploratory", and hoo boy I'd never been more scared shitless about the prospect of exploring anything than I was at that moment. Thank the gods, it turned out to be orchiditis. The worst part of the experience was amazingly not the pain. No, on my second day there the doctor decided I was a gigantic rear end in a top hat or something, because he brought ALL the interns around to take a look. There was a cute young intern there who gazed at my pathetic junk with a look that I can only describe as extreme pity. Thanks, doc.
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I had an adenoidectomy and I had to get glass removed from my foot because I was a dumbass kid who played football in the street without any shoes but never anything major. It's not all smooth sailing tho; I got the 'betus. 
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 ATTENTION LADIES AND GENTLEMENI have been released from the hospital on my own recognizance, with a stronger prescription of Norco, and the understanding that I don't do any sit-ups or crunches (yeah doc, I need a doctors note telling me not to do crunches. idiot) "God" bless all of you for your stories, support, and entertainment while I laid in the most expensive, least accommodating hotel room I've ever paid for, for 2 days. namaste
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Got my wisdom teeth pulled, but apparently bled so much and couldn't stop bleeding properly that they chucked me into a hospital over night for observation. Whatever man it wasn't that necessary.
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The Bananana posted:
Lol if you can even do a sit-up or a crunch at this point. Your abs will feel like they've been run over by a truck for about a week. Ditch the pills. Man up and take the pain. Walk a lot or you won't poo poo. Like miles. In 6-8 week start lifting heavy weights. It's good and cool.
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FogHelmut posted:Walk a lot or you won't poo poo. Like miles. And drink tons of water. And maybe take a stool softener.
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Apparently I had to stay at least a few days once because I had pneumonia when I was 2. One time I should have been hospitalized, but didn't get to go to the hospital at all because holy poo poo money is a luxury. Long story short, I was at track practice the one time I finally got to play track after years of begging my parents to let me sign up (I think 5th grade?). Anyway, skipping to the good part, I got tripped while we had to run on this loose gravel "track" we practiced at, and I slid and rolled over at least once. I passed out for a short time, so I'm not sure. When I woke up, the majority of my skin was shredded up pretty deep on all sides. You name it, it was torn up. Except my face, thankfully. My clothes looked like I hulked the gently caress out. Like, I got torn up so bad that I couldn't even walk. When I finally got help, the coach tried to clean me up with some extra shorts he soaked in water. Also, the kids that didn't try to help me at all told the coach, and the coach didn't bother coming to help me or anything. Just kinda let me handle the what felt like forever to reach help myself. There was a hospital within walking distance. You could see it towering over the trees. But when my dad got me, he decided gently caress that, we got peroxide at home! So I skipped the hospitalization, and was basically paralyzed the next day, but could walk normally again eventually. Took at least a month for all my skin to heal up. Anyway, that's my story about the value of a dollar, thanks for reading.
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Kidney stone. It feels like you really have to diarrhea but you have no butthole or mouth and the diarrhea is made of lava and double-sided porcupine quills that grow hotter and sharper every time you think you're adapting to the pain. You vomit uncontrollably. Not because of nausea. Just because your body is like "No".
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Jimlit posted:Cut my toe off with a lawn mower Why?
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Last May I had a sore throat. What in the end turned out to be just a strep throat. I developed flu like symptoms over the course of a couple of days. On day 3 my right arm started to become painful and then swell. I saw an emergency GP who wasn't sure what was going on but thought I needn't urgent hospital assessment. 12 days later I woke up in ICU. I had developed sepsis from the strep throat, gone into full blown septic shock, and developed compartment syndrome in my arm requiring fasciotomies. My arm was hosed, I'd lost 35lb in those 12 days and I spent a month in hospital then another 6 months in physio, all day every day learning how to use my arm and hand again. It's still a bit hosed but apparently I was lucky not to die or lose my arm at the shoulder so I can't complain too much Here's a  pic of my arm when they removed the dressings for the first time for me to see. 
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When I was in college I kept passing out randomly and ended up smacking my head on the corner of my bedpost so I had to go get stitches, and they asked me to stay overnight to monitor my heart or something to find out why it was happening. They never figured it out and it still happens sometimes but they said not to worry about it too much so 
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Jimlit posted:Cut my toe off with a lawn mower at hopsital lost teo mote later
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Holy moly some of yall got some gross ailments up in this thread. I've been lucky enough to have no major hospital stuff but last week my brother and I were playing dodgeball and he threw the ball and his arm snapped like a twig. Everyone on the court could hear it. Had to rush him to the ER and stay with him in the hospital for like 6 hours and he needed surgery today to put that poo poo back together.
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i somehow got pancreatitis when i was 8 years old and nearly died because they couldnt figure out wtf an 8 year old was doing with pancreatic problems. youngest case the hospital ever saw
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Dr. Dogballs Jr. posted:i somehow got pancreatitis when i was 8 years old and nearly died because they couldnt figure out wtf an 8 year old was doing with pancreatic problems. youngest case the hospital ever saw My time in ICU also led to pancreatitis. Not pleasant but luckily no lasting effects. Downside was when they did a endoscopy to check me out , due to having had so many opiates and anaesthetics during my period of critical illness, none of the sedatives used during the procedure worked. Fun times.
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