40:00 A guy walked into my doctor's office saying he was in pain and wanted opiates (hydrocodone). The doctor looked at his medical records and saw he was abusing the drug and refused to prescribe. The guy then broke his finger in front of her and said, "There, now I am in pain." She said, "I will treat your broken finger, but I still can't prescribe anything for your pain."
Eric Taylor of course. Opioid addiction is crippling. Please all remember it’s an addiction.....a disease, not a choice to ‘have fun’. It’s no longer fun if you’re breaking bones in front of your doc to get a box of oxy’s
When my great-grandmother was on her deathbed (before I was born), the day before she died she started introducing everyone in the room to someone they couldn't see. It soon became apparent that she was talking to her long-deceased mother, and to this day I firmly believe that her mom came to get her and take her home.
yup, when my uncle died after going through hell with prostate cancer, my mom was 800 km away, and was awakened by her curtains billowing in and her dog bolted to her feet and looked east and gave one long howl, mom swears she heard my uncles voice say he was free from the pain finally, it was barely a minute before his wife phoned to say he was gone
I was working in a hospital as a security guard. My job was to guard the ER (A&E for GB's). I would check ID's of staff coming into the hospital for their shift or after smoke break, Get a wheelchair for pregnant women coming in in labor and sometimes park cars. The ER lot was only 6 spaces and strictly enforced 5 minute parking. People coming in were directed to the hospital checking and I would help those who needed it. One night perhaps 4 am (the "drunk rush" had just ended) and it was very quiet. I looked up and saw a man coming in and, I'm sorry to say I over reacted a bit. I had the guy sit down and, afraid to move him I ran to get a doctor. The guy asked the doctor why everyone was kind of freaking out. He had no idea he had a "Rambo" knife in his skull. He'd been stabbed in the head and the knife had passed between the two halves of his brain causing know damage other than the skull fracture caused by the knife going in. I found this all out 3 days later when the guy dropped by to thank me for helping him. He'd been discharged the day before but I wasn't on shift them.
@@areyoulit4209 Something like that. He had no idea who had stabbed him. Over the years I've wondered what it would be like, seeing friends and wondering, "Are you the SOB who stabbed me?"
Not a doctor but when I was around 14 my grandma was feeling sick, suffering from headaches etc (she said). My family were hardly worried as she often got ‘sick’ for attention. (Me and my family don’t live there so she gets sick so my dad has to go there and see her.) This time was different though, when I looked at her I also noticed that she was struggling to breathe and she looked like she was about to pass out any moment. I asked my aunt what kind of conditions she has as I knew she had a lot and my aunt mentioned a few. One of them had something to do with her blood and that she could be prone to blood clots. I told them to call the ambulance immediately cause I suspected she had a blood clot and after a bit of convincing they finally believed me. Keep in mind, I was 14. My grandma started puking blood, lumps of blood seconds after the call. The ambulance showed up and she was taken directly to the ER. She did have a blood clot or multiple, can’t remember where it was nor the details surrounding it but it was potentially life threatening. The ambulance personal said that if we hadn’t called sooner she might’ve died. I basically just used common sense but either my entire family’s idiots or I was just a genius child.
I think it's more intuition and you being a child having the time to look at the details. Like my dad this year looked god aweful. Had so many hospital tests done. And I was like there's something wrong with him. And all the other people in my life went. He is an adult it's his own responsibility. So I told him my concerns about overworking and burn out. And he told me not to worry he knows what he's doing. So I told him once that if he keeps it up he'll have a heart attack by the end of the summer. I didn't mean to predict the future. But it was pure intuition and genuine concern while all other adults struggled with their own problems because I had the time to pay attention to those details. Unless something goes horribly wrong, most people don't even notice when your complexion changes.
Silliest story for how things get up the butt; They were cleaning their kitchen, NAKED, and stepped up on a step ladder to clean the top of the cupboards and fell onto a 2L bottle of coke that they were drinking while cleaning! And it magically went up the butt with ease! No lube or anything! 😵🤢 We also had an elderly man who had an obsession with carrots up his poop shute! Went to surgery many times to remove them!
Nikki M a *2 litre?!?* Good lord, how does their anus hold in the turds? Seems like if someone can get that up there anytime they have to drop a deuce it would just kinda drop on out. 🤯 Edit- there=their
Creepy last words? A knew a kid growing up who liked to play chicken with trains. He'd been in trouble for it already and had been grounded twice, but he just couldn't resist the thrill. One day he timed it wrong and the train (going at 60-70 MPH) clipped his back wheel. He was pulled under the train and cut in half just above the hips. He looked down and saw what the train had done to his body, then looked up and said, "Don't tell my mom." Until then I thought such and injury would be instantly fatal. It's not. It takes a couple of minutes to die after being cut in half. Long enough for you to see and comprehend what had happened. Long enough to worry you mom might yell at you. The only solace was, at least he didn't seem to be in any pain. BTW, a person's insides have to most horrid smell. Blood, rotted meat, and feces all mixed together.
yeah chief idk about that. if his "meat" was rotting, he would die anyway. if his flesh was fine then you're either still medically illiterate or this didn't happen and you're just dramatising for likes, the idea that 'clipping the back wheel' would pull half of him under adds to my scepticism. sad if it did happen, but i'm cynical.
@@demi5136 I'm not sure where the rotted meat smell comes from. My guess is it comes from the food a person eats. But the rotted meat smell is an undertone of the shit smell. As to the physics of being pulled under the train, the back wheel is hit and pushes the back of the bike sideways. This has the effect of pulling the front of the bike closer to the train which also pulls the rider closet to the train. You would know this if you had any understanding of basic physics, and a description of the smell can be found anywhere. Just ask a surgeon. You should also look up the definition of "cynical." Frankly, I just think you are more ignorant than skeptical (which is the word you should have used in place of cynical)
@@demi5136 If you've ever butchered an animal and processed it you would know better than to nick any of the guts with the knife. That's where all the stink is.
24:35 does the OP realize that there is such thing as being allergic to water? That there is such thing as being allergic to cold temperatures? Because it is real. Some people only have external reactions. I, in all honesty, would state under oath, am allergic to cold temperatures. It is called Cold Urticaria. It’s a real thing. If an ER doctor ignored me or my medical ID bracelet, and put ice on my skin, my skin would turn red and swell in the area. It would be very dangerous to place ice on or around my nose, mouth, and/or neck, because it could close my airway. I luckily have it better than some people, and can handle short exposures to the cold without swelling, only itching. I have an EpiPen in case I am exposed to cold temperatures, like falling in a cold lake or have to pass outside when there is a lot of snow.
The Dad who waited until he knew it was Wednesday to die, what a loving man he was, and my Blessings to his family, Thanks for sharing that. May we all pass with that much dignity and respect.
Starting at 18 I went through 2 doctors 3 specialists of the internal kind and for 3 years they missed that my gall bladder needed to be removed even when I insisted it did. It did, and was full of stones, diagnosed by E.R. doctor after tons of visits. Had 5 spots in my stomach from throwing up by 19. Even had the doctor who did my second scope accuse me of Balimia, almost punched him. Still got sick for years after, hospital stays and all. Finally in my early thirties a friend suggested trying and non gluten diet and it worked.
1:21:47. I would visit my grandparents but I have three things holding me back: 1. I don't have a valid passport (my grandparents live in Canada while I'm in the States) 2. I don't have a car (though I think going in an RV would be smarter in this case) 3. We're in the middle of an epidemic.
I love the story about the person who put DEOXYRIBONUCLEIC ACID on the door knob. Totally going to try that on my extremely gullible brother. That's some real strong stuff there, friends. DNA, the most deadly substance on earth, xD
I'm going to pull that one on my nerd friend. I'm going to say that my water bottle has DEOXYRIBONUCLEIC ACID in it! Yes, I copy-pasted the word. I'm too lazy to type it out.
Nah, you are forgetting that dihydrogen monoxide is more deadly than deoxyribonucleic acid! Try using THAT line on a gullible friend 😊 In case you are unaware, dihydrogen monoxide is water 😁
I have been hospitalized several times. I always *ALWAYS* thank the nurses. I thank them and apologize for being a pain in the ass every time I push the call button, and I only push it when I need something that can't wait until they check on me again. Those people work their asses off and they don't need some asshole calling them for every little thing like it's a life or death emergency. I've heard people complain about how long it takes for the nurse to come after they push the call button. Thing is, if you only ever do it when you need help quickly, when you push it they always come quickly. They never take more than 2 or 3 minutes when I call and usually they come within a minute. I asked once if they could put in a priority setting, green for, I need you but no rush. Yellow for I need you, but not an emergency and red for "if you don't come right now, I'll die." She said, that if that option was available, most people will use red for everything.
Sounds like you’re very ingenious solution, I’ve heard it used for construction paper for neighbors, pretty neighbors, who can’t get out easily. It’s a tossup with me, I try never to be too much of a pain in the butt whenever I’m in the hospital, since my mom went through nursing school, when I was in grade school, never got her foreign, But I never try to be too rough on them. I am a fall risk, so I have to call every time I need to get out of bed, which is normally to find the bathroom, and then get back. I’ve also had certain nurses or their aids. Tell me to press call button for certain medical things that need to happen before or after food has been consumed. Complex syndrome, got to love it. And the doctor seemed to appreciate the fact that I can understand most medical terminology, keyword, most.
Actually, you can cure anything if you go to Germany and bite the grass. On you have to do it in German. "Bite the grass" is the same thing as "Bite the dust" here.
My dad battled cancer for six years. A few days before he died, he was getting another dosage of morphine when he looked me in the eye and quietly said, “I love you.” The way he said it, I just knew that was the last thing he would ever say to me. I quickly replied with, “I love you, too.” He smiled, then closed his eyes. As far as I’m aware, that is the last thing he ever said, and I’m so grateful for that moment.
The doctors get excited when they get to operate, rang a bell. I went to an ENT after years of having severe sinus issues. He took me for a CT scan and when it came up on the computer, he excitedly told me to come look. I had a swollen turbinate, so big it knocked my seldom say out of wack. First visit after surgery, he excitedly told me when he stuck his scalpel in it tons of pus came flying out. Never had that happen before. I really made his day. I have had several grandparents reach out for long dead loved ones as they died. It's real fokes!
11:46 I hope that kid is doing okay now and got the proper support they needed. Makes me sad to think about the kind of emotional pain and dysphoria someone had to go through in order to do that.
A lot of the time the gene pool needs a little chlorine. Never ceases to amaze - and annoy - me how so many walk around in total ignorance. Used to be thought stupidity is the result of lack of information. Nope. That wasn't it.
I remember when I had my first ever surgery in 2016 I had the usual rule do not eat or after mid night because I was due to get surgery the next morning. I actually packed a note book and some pens and made sure music was on my phone to listen to because I was convinced that after surgery I'd be bored and need something to do. Did I use any of those things did I heck the first word out my mouth when I came round was water. It's literally all I wanted lol my mouth was drier the Sahara desert. I also still remember this one nurse who was super nice and made the worlds best cup of tea it was so good. I felt super doped up for ages after too because they had to give me two lots of morphine because they couldn't get my pain under control. Yeah that was a wild ride I can tell you
Hi! Just a quick observation: The cut sound (the one where it sounds like a cutting telephone line) in between each story is a bit too loud. I’d appreciate it if it was a little bit quieter as I usually turn these stories on to sleep. Thanks!
*ZERO* ADS!!! THANK YOU!!!! I CAN FALL ASLEEP LISTENING TO THIS WITHOUT BEING WOKEN UP TO PRESS "SKIP AD" (I like listening to these videos as background noise while I do stuff on my tablet. I also like listening to the robotic voice reading out these stories to help me fall asleep. Frick you insomnia but I love these videos nonetheless)
With the brown recluse bite, I can relate. I got bit on my right forearm by one when I was fifteen. I refused to go to the hospital because I don't like them (not a phobia or fear or anything, I just don't like them and won't go unless I have to), so I went to urgent care. They confirmed it was a brown recluse bite and prescribed cephalexin, but two days later I couldn't lift my arm because the venom had begun to attack my muscles, making it nearly impossible for me to move my arm. I ended up having to take sulfamethasoxathole (I absolutely misspelled that, I can't even pronounce it, we just called it the sulfa-drug), and a steroid called prednisone that made me sick if I didn't eat with it. And that wasn't even a bad reaction to a brown recluse bite, it was actually a very minor reaction, and I have a tiny scar left over. I did have a big brown spot on my arm where the bite was for a few months, but luckily it ended up fading away on it's own. Ever since then, I can't even look at a spider without flipping my shit. If you think you got bit by a spider, go to the doctor. I didn't want to go, but thank God I did. I'm an artist and I got bit on my dominant arm. My favorite uncle's elderly roommate just passed away a few months ago because he got bit by a brown recluse and refused to go to the hospital. He was otherwise pretty healthy, he moved around great, and was really active. Did chores, helped cook, took care of his three cats, he even built my parents a chicken coop. If you get bit by a spider, go to the doctor. Swallow your pride and go to the doctor
when in the rockies always wear bells so you will not surprise a bear, and always!! carry high strength bear spray, also learn what bear scat looks like so you know what type of bears are in the area, black bears has twigs, and small animal parts, griz and alaskan browns have bells and smell like pepper spray
“And his sister was bribed with copious amounts of ice cream not to tell her friends” … oh no amount of bribery would get me to shut up about something like that 😂
Pepperidge Farms is a bakery 🥯. They make 🍞 breads and cakes 🍰. I think that you might mean Hickory Farms. Now THEY are the company that specializes in meats and sausages.
My husband, before he passed stared into the hallway of the hospital raising his hands to the sky looking at something I couldn't see and said well I guess it's just my time. I had to take him off life support three days later.
My friend worked at a hospital and a guy came in with a candle up his rear apparently he was decorating the Christmas tree naked and fell on it or so he said
At 1:18:00...wow, I can't believe someone could CHOOSE when to die (without it being a suicide or euthanasia!). It kind of sounds like a few other people may have chosen their time too. It makes me wonder if my great-grandmother did something similar in her late 90s...the story we heard was that she just went to bed one night and didn't wake up, and was found with a big smile in the morning on her face. :-)
My dad is a forensic pathologist (he dissects people to see how they died) and he had the body of a robber who tried to shoot the cop . Minutes later he found money shoved up his butt. Not even that much less than 1k dollars which isn't a good robbery .
Things found patients butts when I was working as a nurse. Shampoo bottle, deodorant bottle, shaving cream can, chicken leg...potato...who looks around their house and goes “oh yeah, potato”?
There is no way on this beautiful earth that you were getting a pedicure straight after open-heart surgery, unless the nurses are willing to do it for you. I have had open heart surgery twice, the first time. I don’t even remember I was too young. I do remember Moses that takes a crazy long time to recover, no matter how good of shape you are in, and the most you feel like doing is walking them holding back. You have bones, muscles, and nerves that are trying to knit themselves back together, as well as a heartbeat made just be finally figuring out what it feels like to actually be properly functioning for a change, depending on the reason for the open-heart surgery. From that point on, I will tell you that hiccups are particularly painful because of what has been done to your sternum, which has more than one part, the main body,, and the chip, called the process. Every pointy thing in anatomy is a process. Please pardon dictation for all errors.
My great grandmother died later in the same week as her son, my grandpa. She didn’t know he died as no one had told her yet. She looks up and says “*grandpa’s name*, what are you doing here?” and drops dead.
My diabetic grandpa occasionally has hypoglycemia. Sometimes, the lemonade we keep in the fridge for these times is actually sugar free because my grandma doesn't notice when she buys it. It took a few times for her to fully understand the difference, and why he needs the lemonade with sugar in it. To be honest though, with the wide variety of brands and all their different designs, it can be hard at first glance to tell. Of course, he also has the glucose jelly beans but as the lemonade is always in the same spot so it can be quicker.
Okay, so technically this was the last (and possibly the first?) thing I said to them before they died...but when I was a kid and my great grandfather was on his deathbed my mom took me to say goodbye to him. Well, according to my mom the last thing I said to him was "Goodbye grandpa" which was heartwarming be cause that was the first time I ever called him grandpa and I think I had either never met him before or had only ever met him a few times. I was really little so I don't actually remember any of this but my mom tells me this story every once in a while and I just think it's adorable.
Hey i have that swelling in my head! The swelling of your optic nerves is called Papilledema and the main condition causing the swelling is called Idiopathic Intracranial Hypertension. Apparently its rare
1:23:00 To be fair, as an atheist, I would hate to have religion stuffed down my dying throat like that. I understand that Christians worry for people who die not believing in Jesus. But frankly, if God exists and will reject me just because I don't believe he exists, I want nothing to do with Him. In any other context, a partner who threatens you if you reject them, this is a clear sign of an abusive relationship. But God gets a pass for that I guess. It's one of the most troubling aspects of that faith. This story by the way, of the person dying in anger, cursing Jesus then he sees something terrifying just before he dies is very very old (several hundred years) and is probably not even true.
@AimlessSky Gaming And from the viewpoint of an atheist, it's annoying to have people shoving their religion down your throat. But it's even more annoying to have Christians assume you are a bad person because you don't believe. I'm going to assume that the "God bless you" came from a good place, but while I personally, I don't mind much (but I do mind a bit) it is considered very rude to say "God bless you" to someone you know doesn't share your religion. Consider how you would feel about someone shoving their faith in your face if you don't share their religion? You can probably tell from my comment that I at least understand your perspective, if not outright respecting you faith. I ask you to return the favor. You don't have to agree with what I believe, but I ask that you at least return the respect I have offered.
Eric Taylor Look at it more from a Christian perspective. You are now watching a loved one make a mistake. Let’s say drinking and driving. Would you not say to them “Don’t drink and drive you’ll die.” And they might do it even then and be fine. But it’s the possibility that they won’t that scares you. The thought of never seeing them again, knowing a little mistake can cut you and them off forever. You care about them so you nag them to keep them safe. Christians, from their standpoint, watch many of their family head to hell blindly. They don’t want them to go there, so they try to stop it. It’s not forcing your religion on people to not want them to suffer. They don’t do it to be Bible thumpers, they do it because they care.
I've never understood why people get upset at things like this, especially if you understand their point of view. As a Christian, if one from any other religion says "-insert god here- bless you!" I just thank them, because I know they're trying to be nice. Hell, I'd love it if an atheist told me "May Hawking bring you good fortune", I'd give the high five of the century for something like that. Yeah, I'm gonna get mad if a Southern Baptist comes out and tells me I'm evil and going to hell, but I'm not gonna blame christianity as a whole for him being an ass, because I understand what christianity is supposed to be about. Same goes for Islam, Judaism, Hinduism, and basically every religion. They're all meant to be positive forces, but you'll always get subsets of extremist assholes who give the religion a bad name. (Like the extremist sects that give Islam it's awful reputation vs the more tolerant ones) Take Atheism for instance, I could argue that atheism is just as bad, if not worse than any Christian religion, because of how militant a lot of you get (not all mind you). A large portion of Atheists will go around complaining about theists "pushing their religions on them" while at the same time pushing atheism on everyone around them. They complain that theists judge them and insult them, while doing the exact same thing... but worst of all, they're more inclined to policing speech because they take offense to anything involving God, no matter the context. Here's a better idea: lighten up, accept cultural differences, accept compliments when they're given, appreciate the context behind what they're saying, and move on when people are assholes. I don't get butthurt when people get preachy with me, I just politely decline, and if they push the issue, I further decline, and if they want to be an ass about it, I laugh at them, leave, and never think about them again. Assholes aren't worth the processing power required to remember them, unless it makes for a good story.
Oh god. If someone has low blood sugar, especially if they’re diabetic (you’re unlikely to know they have low blood sugar otherwise but hey), give them a small cup of fruit juice. It will help bring them back to level fast.
