Going under the knife tomorrow morning.
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Good luck man, a friend had the very same thing before but on his back. Was a little stiff after the surgery but was fine, I'm sure you'll be the same.
Just remember to say you have a high tolerance to painkillers.
Just remember to say you have a high tolerance to painkillers.
No way! I'll believe it happened without pics..
Anyway, hospitals are always nerve-wracking. good luck bro..
Word. Since I had my sneeze induced back spasms 2 months ago I'm literally terrified of sneezing. I'm not exaggerating. When I have to sneeze, my whole body literally goes into the motion of sneezing right down to the quick inhaling (the 'ah 'ah') but I'm so scared to actually sneeze that the process always suddenly halts right at the "achoo" moment. It's very weird and ...unfulfilling.
So good luck Karl and don't sneeze. (don't cough or laugh either, but especially DONT SNEEZE.)
Check your surgeon's hands to see how steady they are pre-operation - or perhaps three kids are enough?
Good luck and a speedy recovery, Karl.
... you don't want pics, while I was lucky and all they had to do was drain the thing... turns out after they did an ultrasound that its an inch and a half deep cavity. He even cut a hole the size of a silver dollar (though kind of stretched to an oval) there, and course won't stitch it up because its gota "heal from the inside out to avoid future infections".
So yea, I'm changing gauge out every couple of hours, and gota go back thursday to get the antibiotic coated gauge they shoved in, swaped out.
So to repeat... you don't want pictures.
I wonder if I can get him to prescribe something stronger than vicodin in the followup visit.
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto
And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto
Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto
As her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto
lol, personally I'd be fine with 3, wife wants 5 (maybe I'll get a vasectomy without anyone knowing...
). Far as the doctor visit, get this... my surgery is scheduled for 8:15 in the morning, we were running barely on time, we get to the office... its closed, waited til 8:30 for the receptionist to arrive and start opening everything else up.
So in the morning I got the doc going in and out, poping by, checking stuff out, steping out, etc. So I'm thinking maybe he's juggling bunch of patients at once, sure enough he was, had me, one other guy, some woman, and then also had a guy he was preping for a kidney transplant. So kind of reminded him what I was in for, each time he popped in the room just to make sure I didn't get something other than the absess nicked.
I took that as a much more elegant version of "NaNaNaNaNa I'm Not Listening! NaNaNaNa Stop Talking!".
i once saw an ad on tv that said doctors usually cut the wrong leg of patients.....not to freak you out or anything..