October 2012 Weddings
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I went in 5th grade after going to my pediatrician who told me I had to have my appendix taken out. It was extremely traumatic and I know my irrational fear of needles stemmed from this incident.
I also went the summer after my senior year of high school. My dog would only eat her dinner with chopped up green peppers. I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing and sliced a huge serrated knife through the pepper and into my pointer finger on my left hand. I screamed bloody murder and blood was everywhere. My neighbor had to drive me to the hospital down the road. The triage nurse refused to treat me because I was only 17 and did not have a guardian with me. Then the doctor came over and told her she was ridiculous because it was only a few stitches.
I went my junior year of high school because of a collision I had playing a field hockey game. A girl ran straight into my head with her head. They thought I had a concussion and she split her eye open. I have no idea who the girl is but I ran into her when I was about 21 or 22 at a party. We randomly ended up talking and it somehow came up.
6 years old - fever of 104
13 years old - car accident. I didn't have my seatbelt, and I hit the windshield. Ambulance wouldn't take me either! My parents did when they came to get me(my 23 yo sister was driving). My neice went too, broken leg.
16 yo - migraine
22 yo - 3 times - severe pain in my stomach, and throwing up. They sent me home. Went for a follow up and my dr thought I had apendesis (sp?) and sent me back... nope wasn't it. They checked my gall bladder. My friends took me to the ER at college because I was throwing up and couldn't move... they just gave me fluids and sent me back. I honestly thing all that was stress induced... life after college scared the crap outta me!
23 yo - car accident. I slid in the snow and hit a HUGE sign.
25 yo - car accident. Dude ran a redlight and hit me.
I've only had to go to the ER for myself twice in my life. Once was when I was little, I was visiting my grandparents and spiked a fever of 104. I don't remember much because I was kind of delirious, but they did a chest x-ray and I had some kind of pneumonia, I think. The other time was two weeks before my wedding for a gallbladder attack. H was in good with the 'in sickness and in health' thing before we even tied the knot!
Being a social worker, though, I've done ER visits with clients more times than I can count. And now I work in an ER part-time as well.
No...knock on wood!
DH is an emergency medicine physician assistant though...he tells me lots of stories about people who go to the ER for really stupid reasons (but also about people who are really sick).
Yep, I know how that goes. I work in mental health crisis, which is its own unit off the main ER, and most of the psych patients go through the main ER for medical clearance before they come to the crisis unit. Because of that, we monitor the ER's patient tracker so we can see which patients are coming to us. Some of the presenting complaints I've seen on that tracker are HILARIOUS. I did a shift on Saturday and the presenting complaint on one patient just said "tired". Seriously? The crisis nurse and I were baffled by that one!
My step mom is an ER Dr and she also comes home with crazy stories. The funniest ones are the ones about the people that get things "lost" in their you-know-what. She has had anything from a beer bottle to a shotput ball. When she asks how these objects got up there, the answer is usually....wait for it..."I fell on it." I don't know how you could keep a straight face with that answer!!!
For myself..a few times. Nothing hugely traumatic. In 3rd grade I needed stitches in my finger, and then twice in high school. Once for a scratch on my cornea (rigid gas-permeable lenses and basketball do not mix), once to x-ray my ankle (no break). Oh! I drove off a bridge when I was 17, or missed the bridge? Not sure what to say, I don't remember the accident or much after for a while, but had nothing broken and just a couple of stitches. Seems like there was a lot of bruising.
I have taken my boys for stitches/staples. My oldest cut his hand jumping up and grabbing the carport, and then needed staples another time when he knocked his head on a tree (make-shift zipline!). My youngest split his hand open in a van door when he was about a year and a half old, and later for staples in his head (babysitter's little girl whacked him with a golf club), two rounds of stitches in his hands, and a boxer's break.
I began think thinking, "No, not me!" And then the memories flooded...
My grandma lives on a dead end street with boulders blocking the street. She used to baby sit us after school some days. If we were good, my grandfather would take us to play on the rocks. One time when I was 4, my grandfather took us and my brother's friend who lived on the other side was playing with us. We were climbing the rocks and I used my elbow to prop myself up. 6 stitches later, there's my first visit.
I flipped my car over when I was 17 and although I just had a few scratches, they sent me as a precaution.
In college when I was 21, I broke my toe. The next day it was changing colors which concerned me, so a friend took me. It was infected. Who knew a broken toe could get infected?
When I was about 23 or 24, I was joking around with my mom while cleaning up after dinner. We were really being silly, just laughing and stuff. They have large handled steak knives. While trying to open the drawer to put them away, one slipped and landed right in my big toe. I jumped and it fell to the ground. Another 6 stitches...
Most recently (and hopefully the last time for myself), I was in a massive car accident on the 4th of July, 2010. A cab was speeding down the street, faster than I thought and broad-sided me. My car rolled on it's side. I got stitches in my elbow and knee and full body x-rays. I was in the hospital for like 9 hours. Thankfully no one was seriously injured though.
2 years old for third degree burns on 30% of my body after spilling my fathers hot coffee on myself
College for a fever after 6 days. I was so sick. It ended up being viral.
College for nausea, vomiting and diarrhea that they diagnosed as a UTI and put me on an antibiotic that made me really sick.
Within the last couple years for a corneal ulcer. I had worked all day and thought it was just a scratch bit when I called for an appointment they told me that I had to go to the ER and I couldn't get an appointment in the office!
The only time I've ever been for myself was when I was 18. H and I had just started dating (and having sex) and I got a really bad kidney infection. I'd already been to the university's medical center and they diagnosed it, but the meds didn't kick in soon enough and I was dizzy, had a fever of 104 and serious chills. I had to go get a shot. Not terribly fun. Been a few times with other people.