18-04-2010, 10:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 18-04-2010, 10:08 AM by
Anastasia916.)
LMFAO I'm a Navy wife, my son was born before I married a sailor, so was in a civilian hospital, but since being married into military... I fully understand the whole military medical situation, they are really idiots sometimes. They give motrin for everything... oh you're having a baby? here, motrin will help lol. Oh, your head is gashed open, here take this motrin, it'll go away. Oh your appendix busted? Oh this will clear the pain right up, it's the miraculous...MOTRIN! LOL
They give that crap out here (we're stationed in GITMO, Cuba) like candy. Hubby and son both are accident prone, we've been to the hospital here oh, I don't know, at least 20 or so times to the ER with one of them getting hurt someway. My son has gashed his head open twice, once here and once in the states. He almost broke his nose, that was the most recent trip to the ER, he fell on the playground at school. Then there was a time he fell at the playground at school and he fell on a nail and it stuck in his hand. Fun times, fun times, oh the memories lol. Then my hubby, he gashed his head open in the states, here, he's been bite really bad in his hand on xmas/his bday by one of our cats. The dog scared her and she bite him. He's fell a few times hurting various things, and now he has a knee issue that they are saying is Runner's Knee, and he's had episodes where the pain is excruciating, so he goes to the ER, and what do they give? MOTRIN lol. Heck when my son hurt his nose they gave him a small dose of Tylenol 3, you would think if they give a kid a big pain killer like that, and my son said it hurt but he wasn't crying, but he's tough like me, that they would give my hubby some good pain meds for his knee *rolls eyes* they are idiots.
And I'm just that type of person, when in bad situations I make jokes out of everything to cope with it. You should have seen me when I went into labor lol. My water broke shortly after waking up from sleeping in on a Saturday, I woke up at 10:30, got ready and me and my ex (son's father) was about to leave to go get something to eat, I had to go pee first, peed, stood up and there it broke all over the floor. First thing I said was "shit! get a mop, I just flooded the bathroom". He panicked like an idiot, started rushing me to leave, I said "I'm getting a shower first". Yea, at the hospital I was having everyone crack up. So my ex rushed me in the car, me kicking and screaming at him to at least let me change my clothes. Then on the way to the hospital I told him I was hungry and to stop somewhere on the way. He said no, asshole. I told him they weren't going to let me eat, and I hadn't ate since about 8pm the night before. Well I get in the ER and I'm the type of pregnancy that is all belly, my pants are soaked. And I go up to the check in desk, dumbass lady behind the desk asked me what I was there for, my reply "oh, I'm here cause I peed myself and I stuffed a watermelon under my shirt for good measure". Everyone in the ER laughed their asses off. She said, omg you're in labor!? I said nah, like I said, all watermelon and I like peeing myself. She panicked as bad as my ex pulled me in the back and told someone to come get me, after standing waiting for 5 min I seen a wheelchair and went to sit down, some idiot said for me not to sit there for sanitation reasons, I just looked at him, gave an evil grin and blopped down. Even after sitting it took them like 15 more min before a guy, that wasn't even aware I was in labor, just a medic in the ER, looked over and asked if anyone was helping me, I told him they were suppose to be taking me to delivery, but before I could finish telling him he got behind the wheel chair and just started pushing me there. Saying he was sorry they forgot about me the entire way. I said, well I did tell the idiot at the front desk that I had peed myself and stuffed a watermelon under my shirt, so she probably thought this wasn't an emergency lol. He just laughed. Then of course I asked for food and was denied, told only ice chips, I gave my ex the evil eye.
Yea, I joke about everything, sometimes people think I do it cause I'm being a smartass and don't care. That's not why, I just see no point in panicking and getting upset, that doesn't help the situation whatsoever. When my son hurt his nose, I told the doctor he did it cause he wanted a nose job, the doctor laughed knew I was joking. A nurse gave me the evil eye as to say I didn't care about my child. If my child was in that bad of pain or was really hurt, he would have been crying and screaming, he was fine. He was actually playing around most the time to. He takes after me in that aspect.
Heck, on my check up after having my son, my pap came up bad, I was told by the doctor that I had cervical cancer. He started to tell me in a way like he thought I was going to start crying or something. I just asked "well tell me the truth, how bad is it?" he said that it was pretty bad, that he would try to freeze the cells off, but after so many treatments of that and it didn't work that I might have to have surgery. Then if that didn't work, more drastic measures. I just said, "alright when can we get the first treatment started, the bastard cells are getting pussy for free, living for free in there, they didn't even have the decency to pay rent. So lets evict their asses". And I laughed. He was in shock for a minute then he laughed too and said that they would set up the appointment for treatment in the next 2 days. I went to 1 treatment, came back for a check up/2nd treatment. After testing the cells he came back in the room and jaw basically on the floor, he said, I can't believe this, you had alot of cancerous cells, but it's all gone, but I do want to keep a close eye on you, I want you back here once a month for 4 months, then we'll go to once every 3 months. I said okay and that I was serious about evicting the bastards, no rent, no stay lol. He just laughed.
I don't know, I think people are too serious, yea bad crap happens, that's life. Why let it get you down? It's pointless. Like right now, my hubby is having knee issues, his reenlistment is in 3 months and he might not be able to stay in cause of his knee. If they discharge him, sure it will be hard at first, but I've been through worse, and it could always be worse. And people wonder why I'm so calm through everything, I just know that getting upset doesn't solve anything. You always gotta keep your hopes up.
Oh and as far as c-sections, I heard once you have one that you can't have a vaginal birth after, is that right? My cousin had one with her first child and they wouldn't let her deliver vaginally with the second. Her scar is little too, she uses mederma on it and it's basically completely gone now. You don't notice it unless you look really hard at it.