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.
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 ?
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.
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.
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.