Funny story, I went to A&E (British ER) with an upset tummy. The triage nurse asked me how much out of 10 it hurt, I said a five because I could still stand up and see straight, and it wasn’t as bad as my normal period, so she told me to sit in the waiting area until they had a free doctor.
I sat down, and about 5 minutes later threw up a load of blood and passed out on the floor.
Woke up the next day after emergency surgery, apparently I had an ulcer that had torn or something and I was digesting myself.
Now I can’t eat spicy food, ho hum.
Protip: if you have to have a top-down endoscopy and they say the medication to help you relax is optional, do opt for it - it’s like deep-throating a drainpipe. In a bad way.
The pain scale just measures panic, not pain. If you’re not the kind of person who panics when sick/injured¹, you have the added burden of guessing how panicky the average subject would be so doctors can triage you properly.
¹a serious responsible adult with robust life experiences or an athletic woodsy teenager
Yeah I have a specific set of mannerisms I slip into around doctors to get treated.
I used to make six figures but am between jobs, I find managers comforting, I’m currently in barely restrained panic, I’m full right now but my favorite flavor is boot, I’m heterosexual and a virgin, and I think biology is a skincare brand or something.
I do not have favorite orgchem functional groups, I am not an anarchist, I do not recognize you’re a fallible human who didn’t look at my chart and is obviously sleep deprived…
Funny story, I went to A&E (British ER) with an upset tummy. The triage nurse asked me how much out of 10 it hurt, I said a five because I could still stand up and see straight, and it wasn’t as bad as my normal period, so she told me to sit in the waiting area until they had a free doctor.
I sat down, and about 5 minutes later threw up a load of blood and passed out on the floor.
Woke up the next day after emergency surgery, apparently I had an ulcer that had torn or something and I was digesting myself.
Now I can’t eat spicy food, ho hum.
Protip: if you have to have a top-down endoscopy and they say the medication to help you relax is optional, do opt for it - it’s like deep-throating a drainpipe. In a bad way.
The pain scale just measures panic, not pain. If you’re not the kind of person who panics when sick/injured¹, you have the added burden of guessing how panicky the average subject would be so doctors can triage you properly.
¹a serious responsible adult with robust life experiences or an athletic woodsy teenager
That combined with the way doctors don’t tend to believe women when they say they’re in pain isn’t a good combination!
Yeah I have a specific set of mannerisms I slip into around doctors to get treated.
I used to make six figures but am between jobs, I find managers comforting, I’m currently in barely restrained panic, I’m full right now but my favorite flavor is boot, I’m heterosexual and a virgin, and I think biology is a skincare brand or something.
Thank you for making me laugh out loud - yes, that does sound like a winning combination
I do not have favorite orgchem functional groups, I am not an anarchist, I do not recognize you’re a fallible human who didn’t look at my chart and is obviously sleep deprived…