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Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Sunburn
A few days ago, I went to the hospital for my sunburn. I was hoping that I would just get some cream from the local grocery store and that would be it. The response I got from the Hospital was something different. After one of the first Doctors has a good look at me, I became a traveling medical show and tell within the hospital. Sure, I was half-naked with women giving me ohh’s and ahh’s sympathy while the men were just laughing. I knew I would.
The first Doctor said it was sunburn but a second Doctor stated it was a combination of sun and wind damage to my skin. Nevertheless, they confirmed I have second-degree burns. Seeing, as my skin was hot enough to cook a steak, they had to cool me down first. Therefore, a young female nurse prepared to put a lot of cream all over my burnt areas. Normally this is something one would dream about or see in a porno movie. However, on this day, the last anything I wanted was anything or anyone touching my burnt areas. Just getting my shirt off at the hospital was extremely painful.
I was biting down on my teeth so hard I might have pushed a few teeth further into my gums as she was putting the cream on me. It’s not everyday one can say ‘Oh man, I can’t believe this is happening, I just want to die’. She had to put a lot of cream on me for it was melting the moment it was exposed to my burnt areas. I went from looking like Mr. Krab’s from SpongeBob Squarepants to Frosty the Snowman. Nevertheless, once the cream took out a lot of heat from my body and a few pictures later, I was able to leave the hospital.
Oh the joy. I have sunburn on my upper body area and after removing the heat part, I could go home with the pain part of sunburn. The Doctor was concerned that a few skin parts were located on the inside of my shirt. She contemplated giving me a steroid shot plus pain killing medicine. But once I got my shirt back on without passing out from the pain she just gave me a prescription for pain killers and more of the gel. Once home, I continued my adventure of trying to get some rest were I didn’t have to lay on my back, sides or chest area.
But oh those pain killers, once I took that first pill I didn’t care about the pain or anything relating to the pain. The only part I did not like about those pain pills was that I missed my TV show. In addition, waking up in searing pain from resting on a sun burnt area. And so I spend my time trying to not move my arms over my head or have anything or anyone touch me but with five cats and two boys who wanted to pick the yellow puss holes all over my back, it was not easy.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Jo-Jo goes to the Hospital
Our youngest son had a lot of dental work so the Dentist suggested going to Wake Med Hospital to do all the dental work in one day. He was the happiest little boy when we got there. He watched TV on my new Sprint touch screen cell phone and played with a lot of toys. As his surgery started we both went and got something to eat and later my wife took a nap in the waiting room while a watched tv on my cell phone and took pictures of my wife sleeping.
Then it happened. After the surgery he was resting as the anesthesia was wearing off, the hospital staff wanted us to quickly get him dressed and ready to leave. Everything from then on went down hill and sonic speed. He was awakened and as I held him down my wife struggled to dress him as he was screaming, kicking, hitting at my wife and me.
All the while the nursing staff played cheerleaders by repeating hospital lingos over and over again. "It's time to go home." "Call if any problems occur" "Have a nice day." While I went to get the van, Jo-Jo was using his mother's head as a punching bag. Even at one point I thought he broke my nose but thats nothing to what my wife looked like by the time we got home.
An hour later he was the sweetest little boy again. Everytime he saw his mother he kept apologizing for what he did. An extra hour at the hospital would have been a lot more better for all of us. Something Wake Med Hospital in Raleigh, NC should think about.
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Before surgery
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After surgery. Before waking up
Then it happened. After the surgery he was resting as the anesthesia was wearing off, the hospital staff wanted us to quickly get him dressed and ready to leave. Everything from then on went down hill and sonic speed. He was awakened and as I held him down my wife struggled to dress him as he was screaming, kicking, hitting at my wife and me.
All the while the nursing staff played cheerleaders by repeating hospital lingos over and over again. "It's time to go home." "Call if any problems occur" "Have a nice day." While I went to get the van, Jo-Jo was using his mother's head as a punching bag. Even at one point I thought he broke my nose but thats nothing to what my wife looked like by the time we got home.
An hour later he was the sweetest little boy again. Everytime he saw his mother he kept apologizing for what he did. An extra hour at the hospital would have been a lot more better for all of us. Something Wake Med Hospital in Raleigh, NC should think about.
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Before surgery
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After surgery. Before waking up
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