Yikes, Cindy! I'm glad Chris is okay now.
'The Killer In Me'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
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It is probbably better that you wait until tomorrow. 'cause today someone might die.
Oh, Cindy. sends virtual thwappage to asshat doctor's office
beth, when all that adrenaline (can't spell that right now) gets pumping, and then the crisis is over, my righteous anger is mostly spent. I'm so grateful he's okay, I couldn't ream them, today. It's like I crashed.
My first drink they brought me after my tonsilectomy was Grapefruit juice. Thank goodness I was a teenager, and knew that much acid was not going to feel good on an open wound. The nurse was all, "Well, you have to drink something," and I said, "Yeah, but not anything acidic." She said I'd get sicker if I got dehydrated.
Did they not have WATER in this hospital? Or hell, apple juice?
I was 8 and drugged to the gills the first time I remember correcting a doctor. A few days after my kidney surgery, one of the tubes was ready to come out, and if I hadn't been stopped them, they would have pulled out the wrong one. I mean, I know surgeons don't get a lot of sleep, but come on. I was eight. (Granted, I started earning my geek stripes early, as my favorite book at that age was The Magic Anatomy Book, but still. Eight.)
Ah, stories of correcting doctors. Such as when I had to tell a doctor that the x-ray he was showing me was not of my husband's kidneys. "But it has his name on it." "But it shows a gall bladder. My husband doesn't have a gall bladder." "Are you sure?" "Note the very large scar on his stomach." Doctor pauses: "Boy, whoever this x-ray is of is having a bad day, too."
Oh, Cindy! I hope it was his staff, so you don't have to find a new doctor. How scary, and how rage-making!
vw, how is Toto doing?
I think he's doing better. We're going to finish this course of antibiotics and see if it seems to stick.
Cindy, I wanna kill your doctor's office staff.
I'm on my sister's craptastic dial up but I wanted to pop in and say hello. The kid is currently chasing my sister's two cats around the living room.
I'll mostly likely be dark from now till Thursday, at least.