Now, there was no need for that...
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
Tell us about the times when an already difficult situation has been made worse for no good reason. Pollollups writes, "As if being given a muscle relaxant and trapped in an MRI tube wasn't bad enough: whilst thus immobilised, they played me Dido."
( , Thu 16 Jun 2005, 7:46)
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Ulcerated Stomach anyone?
I got an ulcer. How is not relevant. Suffice it to say, its not a nice thing. So, I am suffering through it with all the dignity I can muster...no sleep, eating bland stuff like toast...etc, etc.
One friday night I am preparing to just sit around and relax and the thing flares up like its tring to make up for lost time and I decide "Right, its off to the hosital for me!" So I get to the hospital emergency room, on a friday night at the height of summer. The place is CRAZY busy. Kids coming in with bloody wounds, auto accidents...it starts to become apparent that my stomach problem is not a priority. FOUR HOURS in the Emergency Room waiting area. No need for that!
Then, after all that pacing (I couldnt sit still and be comfortable) I get in to see the Doctor. His first question? "You're in pain aren't you?" No need for that!
His second question? "Why didnt you take a pain reliever?" DEFINITELY no need for that.
He hands me some pills (Codine, definite need for that) and some Prevacid. He tells me "Dont take the codine until you are about 5 minutes from your house" and I proceed to walk out the door and before turning the key in my ignition, I popped one of those babies. I remember leaving the parking lot. The rest is just blissfully pain and memory free.
No apologies for length, it was only one tiny blue pill...sheesh
( , Fri 17 Jun 2005, 19:55, Reply)
I got an ulcer. How is not relevant. Suffice it to say, its not a nice thing. So, I am suffering through it with all the dignity I can muster...no sleep, eating bland stuff like toast...etc, etc.
One friday night I am preparing to just sit around and relax and the thing flares up like its tring to make up for lost time and I decide "Right, its off to the hosital for me!" So I get to the hospital emergency room, on a friday night at the height of summer. The place is CRAZY busy. Kids coming in with bloody wounds, auto accidents...it starts to become apparent that my stomach problem is not a priority. FOUR HOURS in the Emergency Room waiting area. No need for that!
Then, after all that pacing (I couldnt sit still and be comfortable) I get in to see the Doctor. His first question? "You're in pain aren't you?" No need for that!
His second question? "Why didnt you take a pain reliever?" DEFINITELY no need for that.
He hands me some pills (Codine, definite need for that) and some Prevacid. He tells me "Dont take the codine until you are about 5 minutes from your house" and I proceed to walk out the door and before turning the key in my ignition, I popped one of those babies. I remember leaving the parking lot. The rest is just blissfully pain and memory free.
No apologies for length, it was only one tiny blue pill...sheesh
( , Fri 17 Jun 2005, 19:55, Reply)
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