Thanks for the story. Medical staff are touchy. I was always on my best behavior around them. When I got out, I sent them a gift box of food and goodies.
One doctor, not the surgeon, was convinced of my alcoholism. That was a problem. I wasn't in there for alcoholism. The doctor also thought I had cancer because my white blood cell count was high. It's always been high all my life. I finally refused any more blood draws or medicines and said I was leaving the next morning. They let me go.
No one asked me about my stay or the surgery. My surgeon spent 90 seconds with me conscious (2.5 hours under anesthesia). It's been 16 months and the new hip pin has healed up and the muscles are almost back to where they were. I hope I never go back to a year like that.
> > > Bureaucracy forbids efficiency.
As if anything would change if they allowed it :-D
Thanks for the story. Medical staff are touchy. I was always on my best behavior around them. When I got out, I sent them a gift box of food and goodies.
One doctor, not the surgeon, was convinced of my alcoholism. That was a problem. I wasn't in there for alcoholism. The doctor also thought I had cancer because my white blood cell count was high. It's always been high all my life. I finally refused any more blood draws or medicines and said I was leaving the next morning. They let me go.
No one asked me about my stay or the surgery. My surgeon spent 90 seconds with me conscious (2.5 hours under anesthesia). It's been 16 months and the new hip pin has healed up and the muscles are almost back to where they were. I hope I never go back to a year like that.