OT:Inceribly dull!

[Raging Deadstar]

Personally I'm suprised they never Banned me from every Hospital in England

This was when i was 2 or 3. So 1988/1989 time.

[TerranC]

Originally posted by Ruatha:
What are people doing? Ain't no one driving their cars today?? No accidents?? No fighting, come on!!
(This must be the slowest saturday I've ever experianced!)

You must jump for joy when you hear the likes of a pile-up or a bus crash.

[Ruatha]

Originally posted by TerranC:

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Originally posted by Ruatha:
What are people doing? Ain't no one driving their cars today?? No accidents?? No fighting, come on!!
(This must be the slowest saturday I've ever experianced!)

You must jump for joy when you hear the likes of a pile-up or a bus crash.

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Nah, that's too much.
But a stomach that pains and no-one knows why, that I like, ultrasound is fun.
And intervention, all those catheters in and out through the vessels getting them where you want, that's fun.
Otherwise anything goes when you're on call, a steady stream of patients but not too many at a time, that's ideal.
I don't mind the many chest x-rays as long as there's something else aswell.

But I still must say, it's the most fun work I've ever had and I've tried a wide variety of occupations.

Now I've had some to do, a MC accident with head to toe exam, and a kidney exam, some chest x-rays, and a lot of bones.
Now new staff has come, so now I can tell todays jokes the third time (The third shift of nurses)!

[ July 24, 2004, 19:16: Message edited by: Ruatha ]

[Katchoo]

If you're still bored, try out Sodaplay. The idea is to link lines together to form shapes and objects that you can then give movement too (including turning off gravity). If you need some hints, check out the Zoo and see some of the stuff other people have done.

[TerranC]

Originally posted by Ruatha:
Nah, that's too much.
But a stomach that pains and no-one knows why, that I like, ultrasound is fun.

/Me pictures ruatha randomly poisoning people's food, slowly dropping droplets of an unknown liquide into trays of food when nobody's looking.

/Methinks TerranC should call the Linghem Police

[Slynky]

As long as we are allowing diVersionary stories of hospital stuff, I must tell the story of my vasectomy...groan

So, after deciding it was the right thing to do, I'm scheduled for the outpatient surgery. Mind you, having to shave my "boys" (and pretty much anything else just to be sure) the day of the surgery was lots of fun (and visions of what I looked like as a boy of, say, 10...no pubic hair notwithstanding).

So, two guys are doing the surgery. Cloth with the hole in it, etc. Of course, the room is cold as possible and turning the entire area orange around my pubic area with that antiseptic stuff didn't help any (you know, shrinkage and all...think "Seinfield").

The surgery was being done at a military clinic. Like a lot of hospitals, there always seems to be a group of people who turn up to observe. No shortage of that this time, either, as a doctor stopped by to asked if a group of about 5 interns could observe. (oh BOY, I'm thinking...perhaps we should just sell tickets! )

So, off we go. Apparently, for my gratification as well as that of the "audience", the doctor begins the procedure while explaining how bulls are castrated. (great topic, I'm thinking) And, if you didn't know, it goes a little like this: the bulls are lined up so they are forced to walk in a limited area in a row. Two guys wait at the station. One has a sharp knife that he uses to quickly slice through the scrotum skin and on the other side of the "cage", another guy stands ready with a big vaccuum hose that he immediately places over the slit so he can suck out the testicles (I can just imagine the sound bull testicles make being sucked down a hose!) After all, these are sold as edible parts .

But, the story ends well but not the humiliation. I'm carted off to a room (and a bed) where I have to stay for 2 hours to make sure everything is OK. For swelling, ice was used. But, there were no ice packs (military budget, no doubt!). Instead, they had filled up those rubber gloves with water, tied a knot in them, and froze them. Bloated little buggers, they were! You can imagine my face as a female nurse pulls these out, pulls up the gown I have on, and places one of these "hands" on each side of my scrotum. And she didn't come with out a good beside manner, either. "There!" she proclaimied after looking at her artwork, "Looks like things were well in hand now." And followed up by, "I really gotta hand it to you, you were brave to get a vasectomy."

Oh well, there's my addition to the thread.

[Renegade 13]

Originally posted by Slynky:
So, off we go. Apparently, for my gratification as well as that of the "audience", the doctor begins the procedure while explaining how bulls are castrated. (great topic, I'm thinking) And, if you didn't know, it goes a little like this: the bulls are lined up so they are forced to walk in a limited area in a row. Two guys wait at the station. One has a sharp knife that he uses to quickly slice through the scrotum skin and on the other side of the "cage", another guy stands ready with a big vaccuum hose that he immediately places over the slit so he can suck out the testicles (I can just imagine the sound bull testicles make being sucked down a hose!) After all, these are sold as edible parts

First of all....EWWWWW!

Second, that's only the way mature bulls are castrated, which isn't the way most cattle operators do it. Mostly, the bulls are castrated a few days after birth, and then with a very tight, thick eLastic band that is slipped over the...um...equipment, then allowed to tighten. Cuts off the circulation, then after a month or so they dry up and fall off. No pain for the calves. For mature bulls they do do it as you described, which seems a little bit cruel to me. Maybe I'm just a little bit sympathetic...after all I wouldn't want that to happen to me!

(How can you tell I live on a cattle ranch eh??!)

As for hospital stories, well I don't have that many, and none are exciting or out of the ordinary. I didn't even visit a hospital for over 10 consecutive years (and I'm only 17, so that's not bad!) But then I had to go punch a wall, break my hand, etc etc. They didn't even take an x-ray of it, they just could feel the break, bandaged it up and told me to keep it that way for a couple weeks at least. That's the extent of my hospital stories.