here's the front. please excuse the veiny hips...



und de back. as you can see i've already lost a staple:




fun. more nintendo ds now.



From: [identity profile] paroxysm-cycle.livejournal.com


i know, any problem i've ever had with pain killers is usually from nurses who didn't even bother to look at my chart. i do not have seeking behavior in the least, and pre-op i was on percocet 7.5-325 BECAUSE vicodins weren't strong enough.

but seriously, what i had was major surgery, she could not have possibly thought it would be a good idea to take me off of pain meds 12 hours after having my abdomen opened, organs moved, disk scraped, metal implants put in, bone growing protein injected (which causes "growing pains"), sewed up, flipped over, cut equally as long along my spine, rods secured by bolts into my pedicles and then stapled shut all the while being intubated (which really sucks afterwards).

i seriously thought she was kidding. i blinked a couple times and was like "um... what's this?" she's all "vicodin" i laugh, she's doesn't. i was just like "are you serious? like really?" i made a big deal out of it because frankly i was in agony and the dilaudid wasn't even taking care of it, wtf was vicodin supposed to do? she made another nurse come in to give me the correct drugs cuz she was so pissed at me. on the way out of my room and to anyone she passed she made sure to announce really loud "I'LL BE RIGHT BACK, I HAVE TO TRASH THESE BECAUSE THE PATIENT REFUSED THEM ::condescending snort::"

something tells me you won't be a cuntzilla nurse like that tho.
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