Emily65Roses
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Well hell, Laura... I would've told them all to DIE IN A CAR FIRE!!!!!!
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Terrible Doc/Nurse Stories!
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Emily65Roses
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Well hell, Laura... I would've told them all to DIE IN A CAR FIRE!!!!!!
Alessia2dance
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Well thankfully I don't have any horror stories...knock on wood! But it still makes me want to smack the docs and nurses right upside their heads! I know what you mean about them not listening though.
Alessia2dance
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Well thankfully I don't have any horror stories...knock on wood! But it still makes me want to smack the docs and nurses right upside their heads! I know what you mean about them not listening though.
Alessia2dance
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Well thankfully I don't have any horror stories...knock on wood! But it still makes me want to smack the docs and nurses right upside their heads! I know what you mean about them not listening though.
Waaaay back, about 30 years ago, when they drew blood gases by taking arterial blood, I had a student doctor who was assigned to draw blood gases from me. He had to use a butterfly needle, and draw blood from the artery in my wrist. He was really nervous, since this was probably his first time. Every time he tried to enter the artery, it would spasm, and he would miss. He was digging around for about 5 minutes. It was so painful. I was really getting angry. I told him a bunch of times to stop, but he was insistant. I finally drew back my fist and told him, If you don't remove that needle from my arm, NOW, I am going to knock you out!
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
Waaaay back, about 30 years ago, when they drew blood gases by taking arterial blood, I had a student doctor who was assigned to draw blood gases from me. He had to use a butterfly needle, and draw blood from the artery in my wrist. He was really nervous, since this was probably his first time. Every time he tried to enter the artery, it would spasm, and he would miss. He was digging around for about 5 minutes. It was so painful. I was really getting angry. I told him a bunch of times to stop, but he was insistant. I finally drew back my fist and told him, If you don't remove that needle from my arm, NOW, I am going to knock you out!
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
Waaaay back, about 30 years ago, when they drew blood gases by taking arterial blood, I had a student doctor who was assigned to draw blood gases from me. He had to use a butterfly needle, and draw blood from the artery in my wrist. He was really nervous, since this was probably his first time. Every time he tried to enter the artery, it would spasm, and he would miss. He was digging around for about 5 minutes. It was so painful. I was really getting angry. I told him a bunch of times to stop, but he was insistant. I finally drew back my fist and told him, If you don't remove that needle from my arm, NOW, I am going to knock you out!
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
At that exact moment, he got the artery. Lucky for him.
And my husband wonders why I'm so cynical! Reading all these posts reinforces everything I feel toward health care providers. (granted, there are many good ones, but this proves that there are plenty of bad ones too...)
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
And my husband wonders why I'm so cynical! Reading all these posts reinforces everything I feel toward health care providers. (granted, there are many good ones, but this proves that there are plenty of bad ones too...)
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
And my husband wonders why I'm so cynical! Reading all these posts reinforces everything I feel toward health care providers. (granted, there are many good ones, but this proves that there are plenty of bad ones too...)
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
I just posted a response in the family section about my issues of getting my daughter diagnosed so I won't repeat the whole thing here.....but basically after several hospitilizations and my daughter nearly dying on her 2nd birthday, among many other problems it was very obvious to me that she had CF (although I only knew about it by reading medical books, there is no family history)... I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
And when I was pregnant with my second daugher, I had an amnio to test for CF. I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was scared because I knew there were risks but I needed to know for my own sanity. After going through hell with getting my first daughter diagnosed, I just couldn't handle not knowing. So, the perinatologist told me that the biggest risk was infection. As he was getting ready to insert the needle he said "this will just feel like we're taking blood out of your arm". He rammed the needle into my stomach and I flipped. I yelled at him "If anyone ever hurt me that bad taking blood out of my arm I'd kick the **** out of them!". He proceeded trying to get the needle all the way in, but it would not go into the bag of water. He was wiggling and pushing but it wouldn't go. So, he takes it out and said he has to do it again. He then reinserts the same needle and finally gets what he needs. So I think everything is fine. Late that night I started getting really sick. I had a temperature, aches and pains, just general flu symptoms (same symptoms he had told me to watch for as signs of infection). I first just blew it off but the next morning I was still really sick so I called the dr on call and told him what was going on. His response to me was "if it is an infection, the baby will die and there is nothing we can do to prevent that...so you just need to wait and see if you feel better". I was devastated. I went to bed that night and that was the very first time I felt the baby kicking. I remember crying all night telling the baby that I was so sorry... I really thought I had killed her by having the amnio. It turned out that it was just the flu and things were fine. She did have CF, but by that time, I was just glad she was alive.
Gosh, I could go on for hours with bad health care stories... I can understand that mistakes happen, what really urkes me is the lack of concern for the patients and just general lack of common sense and manners.
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>ReneeP</b></i>
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>ReneeP</b></i>
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!
<div class="FTQUOTE"><begin quote><i>Originally posted by: <b>ReneeP</b></i>
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!
I finally marched in the pediatrician's office and demanded a sweat test. His response to me was "Are you and your husband related?" DUH!
</end quote></div>
I bet he meant it sarcastic, like, 'did you marry your cousin?' I'd suggest finding a better pediatrician!