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Tingtwatter asks: Ever been on the receiving end of some quality health care? Tell us about it
( , Thu 11 Mar 2010, 11:49)
Tingtwatter asks: Ever been on the receiving end of some quality health care? Tell us about it
( , Thu 11 Mar 2010, 11:49)
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The concussion wasn't funny, but the examination was...
One Sunday evening, whilst at home, I managed to crack my head pretty hard by misjudging the height of the underside of the stairs, after crouching down to pick something up. I remember feeling a bit painful, and quite sleepy after that, so I decided to go to bed.
A word of warning: if you feel sleepy after a bang to the head, get over to A&E
The next thing that I remember is it's Monday, late morning and I'm at work. I don't quite know how I got in, I'm feeling a bit dizzy, and for some odd reason, I'm wearing trainers not shoes.
I tell the boss something is wrong and she tells me to go home; I realise the bang to the head might have been a bit more serious than I thought so I do the only sane thing - call good ol' Dad, who promptly leaves work, drives over and picks me up.
"Right, you're going to A&E, as you should have done last night!"
Things at this point fade out a little, although I have been told I only had to wait 5 minutes before being seen, and the first doctor to look at me was quite cute, but I still can't remember her.
What I do remember, was the second doctor who came to examine me - he checked my eyes with a light, then made me stand up, hold onto his fingers and told me to push and pull so as to test my balance.
Unfortunately, I suddenly found being asked to stand there and pull someone’s finger incredibly funny, and I ended up in hysterics. I can only blame the concussion for my lapse in sensibilities.
I was ordered to stay at home in bed for at least a week and a half due to the quite bad concussion, and if any visual impairments occurred, I was to call an ambulance immediately.
Dispite my silliness, A&E saw me very quickly, and were bloody brilliant!
( , Thu 11 Mar 2010, 12:41, 2 replies)
One Sunday evening, whilst at home, I managed to crack my head pretty hard by misjudging the height of the underside of the stairs, after crouching down to pick something up. I remember feeling a bit painful, and quite sleepy after that, so I decided to go to bed.
A word of warning: if you feel sleepy after a bang to the head, get over to A&E
The next thing that I remember is it's Monday, late morning and I'm at work. I don't quite know how I got in, I'm feeling a bit dizzy, and for some odd reason, I'm wearing trainers not shoes.
I tell the boss something is wrong and she tells me to go home; I realise the bang to the head might have been a bit more serious than I thought so I do the only sane thing - call good ol' Dad, who promptly leaves work, drives over and picks me up.
"Right, you're going to A&E, as you should have done last night!"
Things at this point fade out a little, although I have been told I only had to wait 5 minutes before being seen, and the first doctor to look at me was quite cute, but I still can't remember her.
What I do remember, was the second doctor who came to examine me - he checked my eyes with a light, then made me stand up, hold onto his fingers and told me to push and pull so as to test my balance.
Unfortunately, I suddenly found being asked to stand there and pull someone’s finger incredibly funny, and I ended up in hysterics. I can only blame the concussion for my lapse in sensibilities.
I was ordered to stay at home in bed for at least a week and a half due to the quite bad concussion, and if any visual impairments occurred, I was to call an ambulance immediately.
Dispite my silliness, A&E saw me very quickly, and were bloody brilliant!
( , Thu 11 Mar 2010, 12:41, 2 replies)
That's more or less what happened to Natasha Richardson
very scary. You were lucky. As I'm sure you know.
( , Fri 12 Mar 2010, 7:55, closed)
very scary. You were lucky. As I'm sure you know.
( , Fri 12 Mar 2010, 7:55, closed)
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