That, or when a horse girl says she’s in pain. There is never any unfounded whinge from horse girl.
Can confirm. Sister ist a horse girl. She broke her toe once and tried to tough it out until she fainted from the pain.
Sister-in-law has 5 horses. One of them kicked her in the leg, probably cracked the bone. She kept working on the farm for the rest of the week. Couldnt even wear pants anymore because it was so swollen.
From a toe!?
A horse rider I know once had to get an x-ray. They asked him when he broke his neck, since they couldn’t find any notes about it. He didn’t know he had broken it.
Best he can tell, it was from a fall a few years earlier. He spent 6 months grumbling about how slow it was to heal at his age. All the while, 1 wrong twist and his spinal cord could have been cut.
That’s terrifying. Internal decapitation is one of those “wait stop I don’t need to know this” facts.
I had a very similar experience except I knew about the fall in question that caused it. Got bucked off into a water trough, back-down, and hit my neck on the side of it.
I have a vertebrae that is split vertically through the dorsal. It healed split open, such that the dorsal now forms a fork. The x-ray folks who found it were like uhmmmmmmmm so when did you break your neck?
Happened when I was like 13, didn’t know it broke, but apparently very lucky I didn’t die. But it’s the only bone I’ve ever broken so that’s fun and interesting!
I was in this exact situation two days ago.
Did you survive?
Geez, I hope so. I want to know how it goes on.
Lmao, didn’t check usernames and thought you are OP. Hilarious response it would have been.
Op hasnt responded, which is a concern.
Oh no, I just noticed that their username itself is a cry for help
Quick! Someone in Canada go check on OP!
Spent 24 hrs in emerg. Now at home confined to bed. Getting better thanks.
Glad you made it ❤️
Me too. I didn’t want to go in, but it was my sister who said “you’re injured. Sit the queue like a big boy.”
And so I did. And the first antibiotic and anti-protozoa mix left me vomiting aggressively. So I sat the queue again. The second mix, doxy+metro, is much gentler and I’m able to keep food down.
Only 4, then 6 hours in A+E. Drugs on extended health coverage, $0 ultimately. 🇨🇦
Hope you are doing better.
I was heavy drinking whiskey with my friend and a couple girls at my apartment when I was 20. I told my friend to cut me with a steak knife - we were punk rock kids and I thought I was a badass, it was very stupid. So he’s giving me these light cuts that are barely bleeding on my upper arm. One of the girls says can I cut you? I said sure, and put the knife in her hand. She grabbed my wrist and went full bore at my forearm, cut me to the bone. It took some doing but I got the bleeding stopped, did a pretty bad one-handed job with a rag for a bandage.
Some other folks came over and one of them decided to fix me a better bandage. When he saw the wound he’s like you need to go to the hospital, but I was intent on partying. Being the good friend that he was, he came pounding on my door the next morning at 7AM and insisted that he was taking me to the hospital.
When I got there, they found out that I didn’t have health insurance and refused to treat me at all. They said it had been too long since it happened. It got severely infected and took about three months to heal and now I’ve got a wicked scar. American healthcare was and is a disaster.
Kids, remember: The cornerstone of any healthcare system is YOU CARING ABOUT YOUR HEALTH. Don’t fuck around with your health.
If you do stupid shit for fun, make at least sure it kills you and doesn’t leave you with lifelong disability.
Kids, remembet: The corner stone of american healthcare system is HOW CAN WE MAKE A PROFIT FROM THAT. Don’t fuck around with our profits.
True, but imo living in a broken and profit-maximising healthcare system should not serve as an excuse for permitting yourself to make shitty life choices. The situation op described would have been irresponsible wherever they lived.
We should all eat healthy within our means. We all should exercise as much as possible. We all should do our best to not get sick or injured in the first place - which imo includes not getting filleted by our friends.
I agree with the others’ sentiment that you need to be your own advocate (or be fortunate to have a loved one ego can do it) in order to get the best healthcare results.
That goes for all healthcare systems, and our horrid system in the US makes it even more necessary, not less.
Had you gone to the hospital when you first got stabbed, the hospital is legally required to fix you up. But instead you decided to party and went to the hospital too late, and now blame the healthcare system instead of yourself. You are the one that asked to be stabbed, then complain about healthcare later. Did you drink leaded gas as a kid ?
Where I live, they fix everyone. No matter how stupid they are. This should be the way.
Nah I drank whiskey, not gasoline silly
Wicked story! That healthcare system is just insane.
I need to see how cool the scar is before I can properly judge if it was stupid or cool.
Scar on the right unrelated
It’s over twenty years since that shit went down. You can see how my freckles got stretched.
“Stretched freckles” is my street name.
I also have a stupid punk kid whiskey scar, also from arbitrary party knifeplay! For a moment I wondered if you were at the same one I was at. I woke up the next morning in a pile of what had been clean laundry, wearing stolen sunglasses and curled up with a handle of whiskey with a crazy straw in it, aaaaabsolutely needing stitches.
The scar always gets attention, if nothing else!
As someone who has had stitches a few times: always go in ASAP! Apparently there’s a time limit on how many hours after an injury they they’ll give you stitches.
Learning that the hard way wasn’t fun.
Glad you (eventually) healed up and fuck this healthcare system.
In my area, when they ask what you do and you say “I’m a farmer” things get really serious really fast.
Usually the blood is enough of an indication.
Did you bring your arm with you?
Wife is bringing it in. I told her not to bother but you know how they are… worry worry worry.
What about your other arm? Where is it?
Oh I forgot to tell her about that one…shhh it’s ok I’m fine. I don’t think I even need to be here.
hacks off limb
Wife: You should go to the ER.
Me: Nah, it’ll grow back.
Damn lizard people not even bothering to hide it anymore, smh.
This guy’s a fraud. It’s the fucking ED.
ER where i live.
Are you one of those posts I see were anything outside America doesn’t exist?
And yeh last live i said my wife made me come in i ended in a ward for a month with an iv hooked to me. Time before that I landed in surgery.
tbh IDK anywhere in the US that calls it ED, that’s always meant ‘erectile dysfunction’ around here
Well, he did say it was the “fucking ED”.
… I can’t argue with that.
I worked in hospitals across a large part of the US for years, everyone who works in a hospital calls it ED if they’re talking to another worker.
It was appendicitis. 24h of pain. Had started rupturing.
I thought it was constipation.(in my defense, neither my obgyn wife nor the emergency doctor on the phone were sure because I had precisely zero of the usual symptoms)
My wife went to bed early one night, not feeling good. Next day sang as a choral section leader, made a quick appearance at a kid’s birthday party to drop off our gift, then spent the rest of the day in bed. Very weird for her. Kept telling me she was ok and just needed to rest. The next morning I woke up, took one look at her and told her we were going to the emergency room. Pale and just… I could tell something was wrong.
By the end of the day she had her appendix out.
I was worried because surgery took almost three times as long as anticipated. The surgeon that talked to me post-op was super excited about how her body prevented it from rupturing by everything around the appendix swelling up and effectively giving it no room to do so. The surgery had taken so long because they carefully had to move everything out of the way before removing the appendix, then when they saw the state of it they decided to do their full “clean sweep” they would do for a ruptured one just to be safe (and confirmed no leakage/rupture), then move things back. I told him that she had started feeling bad nearly a day and a half before she felt bad enough to come in, and we joked about her pain tolerance. I could tell that surgeon just did what would probably be his favorite surgery that year, he was so excited about it.
I had known my wife had a high pain tolerance, but that hammered home just how seriously I need to take when she doesn’t feel good, lol.
Haha, yeah, the surgeon was all excited to tell me how mine was abnormally long, and that’s what saved me from worse consequences despite the rupture; she had never seen the appendix sorta wrap in on itself to contain things.
pain tolerance is a funny thing. I’ve gained mine from years of dental operations, and unfortunately in this case it led me to vastly misjudge the situation. Thankfully my wife gave me a stronger pair killer and at 11pm told me to get my ass to ER pronto. Which saved me.
Psssst…check inside his ass, there’s probably at least one object wedged way up there.
I get this. Work is a bit competitive at times, taking time off is difficult enough. Many doctors also do not take you seriously unless you’ve had an issue for a significant amount of time or unless it’s serious enough.
Hey Sam, you fucking asshole, how about listening to the patient independent of their marital status?
What the hell is even that
