What would it take to make you accept

What would it take?

  • A paper cut works for me!

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • I find myself unconscious in public, and wake up vomiting.

    Votes: 13 28.9%
  • Chest pains

    Votes: 17 37.8%
  • Are you fucking kidding me? They'll never take me!

    Votes: 6 13.3%
  • Other, please post below.

    Votes: 15 33.3%

  • Total voters
    45
  • Poll closed .
I'm weird, well the Bronx is weird - I always called cabs. Often faster. I never had anything wrong with me that would necessitate the EMT care and support though. If I did, I would get an ambulence.

I've been in for - putting my teeth through my lower lip with a fall on my face (wish they'd put a labret in but that wasn't really in when I was 10)
Badly sprained ankle, like tried to walk fell over bad.
Violent stomach pain (like doubled over for hours) and vomiting - possibly a crohn's flare that was never diagnosed when I was 14
nearly taking off a fingertip with a box cutter in college printmaking shop - that was awesome, I watched the stitches and the blood cascading down my arm in the most gothic kind of way. Student insurance sure rocked at times.
Crohn's twice with admissions, 4 days, 9 days.

All involved a ride or a cab.

If you really want fear pain trauma and I need a valium to go stories though, let's talk about dentistry. I go to "Marathon Man" land.
 
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I've been in an ambulance twice. Both times were on a site where it was someone else's bill (school and work), both times i walked to the ambulance and climbed in.

I've thankfully never been unconscious, so that's not had to take me to the hospital yet.
 
i dont understand it. ambulences are not there to publicly humiliate you. they are there to HELP you. driving yourself i see as a problem but lots of people do it, but you broke your arm got up and didnt realize it! you stubborn stubborn man! you are going to seriously hurt yourself! i would be so angry with any of my friends if they were walking around with a broken arm. in some cases its not about acting tough, its about getting better.

1) Yes, stubborn. :kiss:
2) It didn't really hurt.
3) I didn't know it was broken.
4) I'm an auto damage appraiser

Seriously, I was having an OFF day. I'd already gone over the handlebars 3-5 times, so I was already messed up. I took an obstacle wrong, launched myself off the bike and went into a happy falling position from my days playing uke/tori games in Judo and Sombo. It resulted in me landing with the full force of my 260lbs or so on my left arm, with the arm tucked into my body guarding my face. I landed on a log with a small channel, and 24" wide chainsawed into it to ride over. Yeah, 24" is NOT as wide as I am, so the hit was a lot of compression too.

Fractured one of the bones in the forearm, and scraped about 14"x3-4" off the outside of the same arm. Ripped both my gloves, cuts my shirts and torso, scraped my chin, bit my lip, banged the ever lovin crap out of my knees. Bruised to stink out of my inner thighs, and somehow magically managed not to mash my nuts.

After MUCH cursing, and much checking of self to make sure nothing was broekn, I got up and rode on. I was in the middle of the trail. It was as far forward as it was back, and safer to ride in the proper direction. Short of walking the bike out, it was better to ride.

Now the fact that I went on and did a third trail that day is testament to stupidity and toughness.

my father drove an abulance when i was younger, so i guess i never associated them with anything bad. i have a huge negatave association with hospitals ad wont go there unless i have to, but at the end of the day, if i needed it, i would have went.

#4 comes in with the ambulance itself. For years I handled a contract with the biggest private ambulance service in the region. Did ALL their appraisals after hits. Damn, you think this big, freaky, loud, reflective tape covered, flashy-light having, sirens wailing horking mother of a truck would be noticeable, right? Nope, peopl ehit them all the time. Magically hit them. Fuck a ninja. The grandmasters of stealth are apparently ambulances, as, wow, no one notices them.

No, thanks.
 
*HUGS and HUGS back*

I'm so sorry for your experiences with loss due to stubborn people.

I am a stubborn person but I like to think, I take care of business when it's warranted.

You never have to say you are sorry to me for being a caring person.

:rose:
:heart:

Catching up with the thread a bit, hon. And sorry, but when it comes to health issues, I get a bit fiesty. I had someone I cared an awful lot about die because his stubborn ass wouldn't go see the docs until he had to literally be carried out on a stretcher because he was too weak to crawl from bed to bathroom. He devastated his family because he didn't want to let anyone down or spend the money to see a doc and get the meds he needed or to take the time necessary for his body to rest and heal.

My own mother did the same damned thing and wouldn't go to the doctors. Until my sister literally dragged her to the car and forced her to go after she missed changing flights in Charlotte to come home. She was so confused and befuddled that she didn't know where she was or where whe was going. And she died from cancer 4 days later. She kept telling me and my sister that she had gone to the doctor and she was taking meds for her "bronchitis".

I'm STILL pissed at her for lying to me and my sister the last year (or longer) and not doing a damned thing because she was _afraid_ she might have cancer. If she had gone so much earlier it could have been found and treated. Hell when they found it it was still like stage 2 but my mother literally just quit living. They told her she had lung cancer and the oncologist and one of my mom's best friends (who was an oncology nurse there) were telling us we had a good chance of getting it all and her having a lot of life left to live and she just gave up.

You need to put the fire to the doctor's feet. Demand answers. If the first guy can't provide them, get a second, a third, a fourth doc involved. Raise pure-tee holy hell until someone sees you. The next time you pass out you might be driving your kids to school. You might start feeling dizzy and you might not have time to pull the car over and stop.

As for specialists... If he's a bone doctor, everything will be a bone problem. If she's an endocrinologist, everything will be a hormone problem. If he's an oncologist it will be cancer, if she's a neurologist, it'll be a brain problem. Sometimes you need to start putting symptoms together and doing research because you may find something esoteric that is rare and YOUR docs have never seen in a patient before or heard of since medical school. You don't have the pre-concieved notions of what the problem has to be so you won't make the disease fit the symptoms. Work with the docs, they are YOUR employees, YOU are the boss, not the other way around.

Nuff said. And don't be scaring me like that!

{{{{{{{{{HUG}}}}}}}}}
 
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Sooooo, when is the neurology appointment???

As for the not knowing what is wrong with you, yeah that is why I stopped going to Dr. except for emergencies, they NEVER know what is wrong with me.

Tomorrow afternoon. I had to call just about all of them on my list of "preferred" docs to find an opening before next week or April.

I don't get that shit. It's not like health crisis's can be scheduled. WTF are they so booked up? They must be doing elective shit or something. Seriously.

They need a mechanism for seeing people right away like pediatricians have.
 
Not sure what it would take in my case..... erm, guess I would just have to pass out first and then actualy might someone get me into hospital, if I didnt know about it lol.

Last time I was in hospital when I was pregnant with my first kid. Well I was there 2 or 3 days and then I run away.... well not run away I am jokin, but I told the doc I am going back home, NOW. And I did, evetho the doc told me I could die and the unborn as well, I left anyways.... hard to explain why, I just couldnt stand it there. The doc scared me to death when he told me my child could have die, I dont give a damn about myself, but I felt proper shit something could have happen to the unborn. I just hate hospitals and doc's, cannot help it.

Now I am pregnant again and I must say I was scared the whole pregnancy I might have to go to hospital again. Still scared. Just 4 weeks left tho, so I will hopefuly make it without spending any time in hospital, cuz I am just not going there sooner than for the labor LOL. :/

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Not excited about going there even for the labor really.... If I could just wake up with my child in my arms one day I would be the most happiest person on the whole world. ~sigh~

I hate when someone sees me in pain or when I feel shit or when I cry etc. I feel really bad when someone sees me like that and if I can I do not allow anyone see me like that. I prefer being all alone when I am dealing with pain, wheter its physical pain or emotional pain, I like to be all by myself then. I can pretend I am okay whole day and then cry like a lil child in the night when I am alone and sure no one can see me like that. When I suffer I suffer alone or I am all quiet and hiding. I dont want anyone around when I dont feel well, the more doc's who I dont know at all LOL.

I so identify with the bold part of your post above!

:rose:
 
For people saying "they never know what's wrong" it's totally true. Western medicine is really good at saving your life, but it sucks at making it more painless to live. That's where I went alternative - not insanely so, but some. You pay out of your pocket, sure, but it's the best expenditure I ever made on myself. You go in and your actual *symptoms* and how you *feel* are the issue for a change. People pay more for haircuts than I've paid for needles and an adjustment.

I have stepped a little outside the box with the whole chiro thing this year.

Also before I passed out in fucking public like some kind of side show freak, I got a neti pot. I'm hoping to force myself to use it and thus eliminate my close relationship with my ENT as well as all the money and time that involves.

I use positive thoughts and humor often to change feeling like absolute crap to fairly decent. Of course my job lifts my spirits too. All those smiles, laughs, hugs and kisses! Woo hoo!
 
Never ridden in an ambulance as a patient. Don't plan to. About the only thing that could cause me to ride in one would be some situation where I was not capable of saying no.

I dislike fussing about with doctors and such, and thus rarely go. It stems from my mother realising when I was little that the Army paid the bills regardless, and she could take me in for any reason. Add that to chronic ear infections as a child, and I've spent a lot of time in ER's. ("Mom, it's an ear infection. We know it. Let's come back tomorrow.)

Been to the ER twice in the past probably 15 years, and both were because of my kids. Before that, the last time I was in an ER was after a motorcycle accident. I spilled my scoot, ate some gravel and got up cussing. I was told that I was bleeding, and found blood running down my throat and chest from a huge rip in my face. Whee. More cursing ensued while I found a cloth to apply compression with. I then let my dad ride my scoot back to my house, while I borrowed his car.

Even better? I drove myself home before I went to the hopsital, bleeding all the way. My dad wanted to come along, so I followed him home. The fun part was that he got into the passenger seat without thinking, and I kept right on driving :D

Lotsa stitches, LOADS of gravel scrubbed out of my face and neck, one broken chair, and a coupla damaged interns later, I was no longer bleeding.

Last year, I fractured a bone in my arm, and ripped about a 14" swath of skin off the forearm while biking. Picked myself up, cussed, kept riding. Got told by a PT months later that I'd broken the arm :D

Yes, I'm stupid. I will take other people to the ER when needed, and will chase after folks about going to the doc. I will also go the doc when an ear infection isn't going away, bronchitis seems inevitable, or my BP gets way out of control.

Wow. You be tough!

:rose:
 
i dont understand it. ambulences are not there to publicly humiliate you. they are there to HELP you. driving yourself i see as a problem but lots of people do it, but you broke your arm got up and didnt realize it! you stubborn stubborn man! you are going to seriously hurt yourself! i would be so angry with any of my friends if they were walking around with a broken arm. in some cases its not about acting tough, its about getting better.

my father drove an abulance when i was younger, so i guess i never associated them with anything bad. i have a huge negatave association with hospitals ad wont go there unless i have to, but at the end of the day, if i needed it, i would have went.

and furry, is there any update on how youve been since you last posted? no more passing out, right? i am so glad you went to see a doctor.

I can see why your attitude about ambulances would be different. That's kind of cool.

To me, they mean drama. Often drama that is artificially produced by a suicide attempt. I quit counting the number of attempts my mom has made a loooong ass time ago.

I'm not into drama. I'm not into being weak or sick. I don't like taking meds or even vitamins, much less unregulated "natural" remedies. I don't enjoy the attention of doctors but I know a lot of people who do. Those people bug me. They try to drain me like vampires that feed on negative emotions. I have STRONG feelings about all this as you can see.

No, I haven't passed out since I vomited all of the popcorn, milk duds and soft drink that night. I felt better immediately. However I was told today that something would be elevated in my blood if I'd had food poisoning, a virus, infection and so on.

There is also no explanation for why I feel kind of short of breath, unable to cough as deeply as I need to, like I have pressure on my chest or that it is sore.

Go figure.
 
I'm weird, well the Bronx is weird - I always called cabs. Often faster. I never had anything wrong with me that would necessitate the EMT care and support though. If I did, I would get an ambulence.

I've been in for - putting my teeth through my lower lip with a fall on my face (wish they'd put a labret in but that wasn't really in when I was 10)
Badly sprained ankle, like tried to walk fell over bad.
Violent stomach pain (like doubled over for hours) and vomiting - possibly a crohn's flare that was never diagnosed when I was 14
nearly taking off a fingertip with a box cutter in college printmaking shop - that was awesome, I watched the stitches and the blood cascading down my arm in the most gothic kind of way. Student insurance sure rocked at times.
Crohn's twice with admissions, 4 days, 9 days.

All involved a ride or a cab.

If you really want fear pain trauma and I need a valium to go stories though, let's talk about dentistry. I go to "Marathon Man" land.

I can totally see that about the Bronx.

:rose:
 
I've been in an ambulance twice. Both times were on a site where it was someone else's bill (school and work), both times i walked to the ambulance and climbed in.

I've thankfully never been unconscious, so that's not had to take me to the hospital yet.

You are a tough amazing lady.

:rose:
 
1) Yes, stubborn. :kiss:
2) It didn't really hurt.
3) I didn't know it was broken.
4) I'm an auto damage appraiser

Seriously, I was having an OFF day. I'd already gone over the handlebars 3-5 times, so I was already messed up. I took an obstacle wrong, launched myself off the bike and went into a happy falling position from my days playing uke/tori games in Judo and Sombo. It resulted in me landing with the full force of my 260lbs or so on my left arm, with the arm tucked into my body guarding my face. I landed on a log with a small channel, and 24" wide chainsawed into it to ride over. Yeah, 24" is NOT as wide as I am, so the hit was a lot of compression too.

Fractured one of the bones in the forearm, and scraped about 14"x3-4" off the outside of the same arm. Ripped both my gloves, cuts my shirts and torso, scraped my chin, bit my lip, banged the ever lovin crap out of my knees. Bruised to stink out of my inner thighs, and somehow magically managed not to mash my nuts.

After MUCH cursing, and much checking of self to make sure nothing was broekn, I got up and rode on. I was in the middle of the trail. It was as far forward as it was back, and safer to ride in the proper direction. Short of walking the bike out, it was better to ride.

Now the fact that I went on and did a third trail that day is testament to stupidity and toughness.



#4 comes in with the ambulance itself. For years I handled a contract with the biggest private ambulance service in the region. Did ALL their appraisals after hits. Damn, you think this big, freaky, loud, reflective tape covered, flashy-light having, sirens wailing horking mother of a truck would be noticeable, right? Nope, peopl ehit them all the time. Magically hit them. Fuck a ninja. The grandmasters of stealth are apparently ambulances, as, wow, no one notices them.

No, thanks.

LMFAO!

Thanks I needed those laughs!

:rose:
 
I broke my little finger when I was 12 or so. No ambulance. But while I was getting fixed they brought in a guy who shot himself with a shotgun. Still remember his screams.
 
LMFAO!

Thanks I needed those laughs!

:rose:

You're welcome, darlin. I honestly don't claim to be smart when it comes to health issues, and it has bitten me in the ass more than once. I've heard the "If you had waited one more day to come in, you would probably be in the ICU, and maybe dead" more than once now.

<==== Stubborn, Tough, and Dim.
 
You're welcome, darlin. I honestly don't claim to be smart when it comes to health issues, and it has bitten me in the ass more than once. I've heard the "If you had waited one more day to come in, you would probably be in the ICU, and maybe dead" more than once now.

<==== Stubborn, Tough, and Dim.

well thank god somebody made you go to the doctor eventually. wouldnt want you in the ICU or dead, now would we?

furry, how are you feeling today?
 
well thank god somebody made you go to the doctor eventually. wouldnt want you in the ICU or dead, now would we?

I know some people that probably wouldn' tmind seeing me dead or in the hospital :D

I am also interested in how Furry is feeling.
 
I broke my little finger when I was 12 or so. No ambulance. But while I was getting fixed they brought in a guy who shot himself with a shotgun. Still remember his screams.

*shivers*

That reminds me. I've broken some toes. There isn't much help medical types can give you for that.
 
You're welcome, darlin. I honestly don't claim to be smart when it comes to health issues, and it has bitten me in the ass more than once. I've heard the "If you had waited one more day to come in, you would probably be in the ICU, and maybe dead" more than once now.

<==== Stubborn, Tough, and Dim.

I've heard that too but I've never had stuff as bad as you.

:rose:
 
well thank god somebody made you go to the doctor eventually. wouldnt want you in the ICU or dead, now would we?

furry, how are you feeling today?

I'm feeling okay! I got my first substantive night's sleep last night. I'm dreading going to to doc today. I'm actually too busy for this shit.

*grr*
 
I know some people that probably wouldn' tmind seeing me dead or in the hospital :D

I am also interested in how Furry is feeling.

My girl just asked if I wanted her to go with me. Awww! She can be so sweet and protective of me.
 
The neurologist couldn't find anything wrong but wanted me to have an MRI and an EKG on my head.

He also said there is no way to rule out food poisoning from blood work. If you have been keeping score that is in direct conflict with what yesterday's doc said.

I probably won't be able to schedule those test this week or next as I'm very busy the rest of this week and next I'm out of town.
 
you know, i didn't have any real symptoms although i'd been to my chiropractor quite a bit with a sore neck. i thought i'd pulled a muscle.

but, i had a bit of pain over my right eye so the optometrist did a few tests and got me an immediate appointment with an opthalmic surgeon as they suspected ms. he ordered an mri to confirm.

i'm really busy too. we'd just contracted to buy a new property, i have work, my horses to look after. my husband works 4000 klms away for 2 weeks at a time.

the mri showed nothing at all wrong with my brain, medically speaking lol. but 1 film caught the top of my spine and showed a big, fat, intramedullary ependymoma. had it bled due to normal physical effort i would have been dead within about 8 minutes. the cervical spine controls your diaphragm and so your breathing.

in the midst of my busy life i had to find time for immediate surgery and 3 weeks in hospital. the recovery of all my physical functions might take up to a year. i feel weak and sick and really frustrated with the slow progress and i am still really busy.

but i am alive and will be well again. go have your mri and don't begrudge the time it takes.

good luck, hope yours is clear
 
3 times for me. First time I was skydiving and screwed up the landing, breaking both bones in my lower leg right above the ankle. The drop zone called an Fire Dept ambulance from the nearby little town to take me to the emergicenter about 20 minutes away in Casa Grande. I couldn't walk...the bottom of my foot was pointing out to the left, 90 deg from where it should be pointing. Once they set my leg at the center, I got another ambulance ride from there back to Phoenix, about 50 miles. I got screws and plates in my ankle and a 3 day hospital stay for that one.

3rd time I had been having chest pains for about a week...they would go way in a few minutes once I sat down. Well I was at my sons HS play and the pains came back...worse than before and wouldn't go away. Turns out one of the teachers was there that night and he had been an EMT years before. He took charge, having them call the ambulance, keeping me calm (not easy let me tell you), etc. The FDNY EMTs got there and got me in the ambulance. They took an EKG and drove me to the ER. Once there the ER docs took another EKG and told me it looked fine. Just before the FD guys left, they dropped off the EKG they ran when they picked me up. I gave it to the Dr and within 10 mins of looking at it, they told me I was going to CCU as soon as a room opened up. Turns out I had a 90% blocked artery and needed to have a balloon angioplasty and a stent put in. Dr said if I hadn't come in that night, I would have died within 6 months of a massive heart attack.
 
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