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KatieMal
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My profile picture is of my past chicken, Hope. She was a silkie chicken.
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hippoopo reply
Not doctor but (accused) faker.
Woke up one day with a weird spotty rash all up my chest and shoulder, had a massive headache and joints hurt. I was still freshly graduated from uni so I remembered the old meningitis test with the glass, did it but couldn't really see of rash went away. Boyfriend called non emergency NHS line (this was like 10 years ago) and they instantly sent an ambulance. I spent the day in hospital being prodded and poked, including a lumbar puncture. Turned out my body is weird and reacted to a 'normal' virus. Was sent home and told to sleep for a few days and I'll be fine.
At home I knew right away something was wrong, every time I stood up my head exploded, I've never in my life experienced that pain (albeit not given birth nor ever broken a bone). I soldiered on for 2 days but it got to the point where I was crawling along the floor because even a slight angle hurt so much. Me being stupidly British I didn't want to go to A&E again so, being Sunday, I went to an out of hours doctor. At the time we didn't have a car so got a taxi. I had to hold back the screams of pain during the 15 minute journey. Finally got to the doctors, I went and lay on the floor right away sobbing hysterically because I genuinely thought I was going to d*e. The most pompous, theatrically 'posh British doctor' saw me and he told me to stop being so dramatic, there was nothing wrong with me and he wasn't going to sign me off work. He told my boyfriend I was probably a d**g user too (okay sure, I'd not showered in like 4 days and was wearing a jogging suit because I couldn't bare to wear anything else... But still). He sent us home after a long lecture about how people our age (early 20s) didn't know what real pain was (?!) and that we just wanted something for nothing.
After another day in pain we called an ambulance, turned out they had mucked up the lumbar puncture and spinal fluid had been leaking out my neck. The pressure was so low they were surprised I was conscious. Ended up getting a cool type of blood surgery that night (they took blood from my arm and put it in my neck, a natural plaster apparently!) and sent me home with a sick note for a month off work and a month of codeine.
dustinator reply
I felt like a faker back in March. I had an abcess on my jaw that I had gone to an urgent care for and gotten two fairly strong antibiotics. Two days later I got in bed after no change in the abcess and started shivering violently like i had a fever so I had my wife take me to the er thinking the infection was maybe spreading.
I told the nurse what was up and they took my temperature which ended up being completely normal. The nurses mood changed and I had a feeling that she thought I was in there looking for pills.
They took me to a room and luckily the dr recognised my symptoms as an allergic reaction to bactrum, one of the antibiotics I was on. He drained the abcess and prescribed me a milder antibiotic and some Vicodin for my troubles.
I told my mom what had happened the next day and she then informed me that I've been allergic to bactrum since I was young. For some reason it wasn't in my records.
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When I was 18, I was in a relationship with a tattooist and helped out in his shop sometimes. One time, a man came in wanting a word tattooed on him. The tattooist drew it up, the customer was happy with what he saw, and I made the stencil (by hand, the tattooist was too cheap to get any machinery) After placing the stencil, the man confirmed he was happy with the tattoo and placement
None of us had noticed that the tattooist had missed a letter (imagine "puple" instead of "purple" - that wasn't it but it was like that) until the tattoo was partly completed - using the same example, he'd got as far as tattooing "pup" when it suddenly dawned on the customer that it wasn't right
The tattooist tried to blame the customer for not noticing beforehand, but there were 3 of us who could and should have noticed. He ended up turning the "p" into a capital "R" and putting the rest of the letters after to make the spelling correct. It was the best fix he could have done on the spot, but it honestly looked awful and I was ashamed for my part in it
He wasn't a good tattooist. I'm glad that I left him, and that he left town.
anon reply
When I was 18, I was in a relationship with a tattooist and helped out in his shop sometimes. One time, a man came in wanting a word tattooed on him. The tattooist drew it up, the customer was happy with what he saw, and I made the stencil (by hand, the tattooist was too cheap to get any machinery) After placing the stencil, the man confirmed he was happy with the tattoo and placement
None of us had noticed that the tattooist had missed a letter (imagine "puple" instead of "purple" - that wasn't it but it was like that) until the tattoo was partly completed - using the same example, he'd got as far as tattooing "pup" when it suddenly dawned on the customer that it wasn't right
The tattooist tried to blame the customer for not noticing beforehand, but there were 3 of us who could and should have noticed. He ended up turning the "p" into a capital "R" and putting the rest of the letters after to make the spelling correct. It was the best fix he could have done on the spot, but it honestly looked awful and I was ashamed for my part in it
He wasn't a good tattooist. I'm glad that I left him, and that he left town.
Silly_Accident3137 reply
I was a waiter but I was working behind a diner counter a lot of the time. Close enough to a bar? I have two awkward stories I'll never forget:
-Guy who brought a script along to a first date and made his reluctant date run lines with him (he was not very good), then talked for far too long about the nuances of his great performance while the date sat there silently nodding. Sir do you think this is a flex
-Pair of teens, one of them was sobbing over being dumped. Her friend said "don't cry you're too hot to be sad!" and tried to kiss her while she leaned away in horror and disgust. My skin crawls with secondhand embarrassment whenever I think about it. Sir....
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I was playing hide-and-seek with the three kids I was babysitting (they were 3, 6, and 9) and I was seeking. Well, I found the oldest and the youngest but couldn’t find the middle child. After thirty minutes of searching (the house wasn’t that big). I couldn’t believe I actually lost a child; it was like a bad movie. So I called the parents, ready to have the worst from them on account of losing their child.
I told them what happened while I’m scared to no end, and they laughed and said “did you specify the boundaries?”
The WHAT.
Turns out the middle child hid in a bush in their neighbors front yard (a place that she had hidden in before, which is how the parents new about it) because I didn’t SPECIFY the BOUNDARIES of hide-and-seek.
Even though the parents weren’t mad, I still have nightmares about that.
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My ex-roommate asked me to come to her graduation ceremony, as she had no family or friends to attend. Before the ceremony, they brought the guests into a separate room, and told us we could not see the graduation unless we sat through their pitch. Every warning signal went off in my head. I got up and left.
It was a cult.
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hippoopo reply
Not doctor but (accused) faker.
Woke up one day with a weird spotty rash all up my chest and shoulder, had a massive headache and joints hurt. I was still freshly graduated from uni so I remembered the old meningitis test with the glass, did it but couldn't really see of rash went away. Boyfriend called non emergency NHS line (this was like 10 years ago) and they instantly sent an ambulance. I spent the day in hospital being prodded and poked, including a lumbar puncture. Turned out my body is weird and reacted to a 'normal' virus. Was sent home and told to sleep for a few days and I'll be fine.
At home I knew right away something was wrong, every time I stood up my head exploded, I've never in my life experienced that pain (albeit not given birth nor ever broken a bone). I soldiered on for 2 days but it got to the point where I was crawling along the floor because even a slight angle hurt so much. Me being stupidly British I didn't want to go to A&E again so, being Sunday, I went to an out of hours doctor. At the time we didn't have a car so got a taxi. I had to hold back the screams of pain during the 15 minute journey. Finally got to the doctors, I went and lay on the floor right away sobbing hysterically because I genuinely thought I was going to d*e. The most pompous, theatrically 'posh British doctor' saw me and he told me to stop being so dramatic, there was nothing wrong with me and he wasn't going to sign me off work. He told my boyfriend I was probably a d**g user too (okay sure, I'd not showered in like 4 days and was wearing a jogging suit because I couldn't bare to wear anything else... But still). He sent us home after a long lecture about how people our age (early 20s) didn't know what real pain was (?!) and that we just wanted something for nothing.
After another day in pain we called an ambulance, turned out they had mucked up the lumbar puncture and spinal fluid had been leaking out my neck. The pressure was so low they were surprised I was conscious. Ended up getting a cool type of blood surgery that night (they took blood from my arm and put it in my neck, a natural plaster apparently!) and sent me home with a sick note for a month off work and a month of codeine.
dustinator reply
I felt like a faker back in March. I had an abcess on my jaw that I had gone to an urgent care for and gotten two fairly strong antibiotics. Two days later I got in bed after no change in the abcess and started shivering violently like i had a fever so I had my wife take me to the er thinking the infection was maybe spreading.
I told the nurse what was up and they took my temperature which ended up being completely normal. The nurses mood changed and I had a feeling that she thought I was in there looking for pills.
They took me to a room and luckily the dr recognised my symptoms as an allergic reaction to bactrum, one of the antibiotics I was on. He drained the abcess and prescribed me a milder antibiotic and some Vicodin for my troubles.
I told my mom what had happened the next day and she then informed me that I've been allergic to bactrum since I was young. For some reason it wasn't in my records.
KatieMal • upvoted 12 items 1 week ago
anon reply
When I was 18, I was in a relationship with a tattooist and helped out in his shop sometimes. One time, a man came in wanting a word tattooed on him. The tattooist drew it up, the customer was happy with what he saw, and I made the stencil (by hand, the tattooist was too cheap to get any machinery) After placing the stencil, the man confirmed he was happy with the tattoo and placement
None of us had noticed that the tattooist had missed a letter (imagine "puple" instead of "purple" - that wasn't it but it was like that) until the tattoo was partly completed - using the same example, he'd got as far as tattooing "pup" when it suddenly dawned on the customer that it wasn't right
The tattooist tried to blame the customer for not noticing beforehand, but there were 3 of us who could and should have noticed. He ended up turning the "p" into a capital "R" and putting the rest of the letters after to make the spelling correct. It was the best fix he could have done on the spot, but it honestly looked awful and I was ashamed for my part in it
He wasn't a good tattooist. I'm glad that I left him, and that he left town.
Silly_Accident3137 reply
I was a waiter but I was working behind a diner counter a lot of the time. Close enough to a bar? I have two awkward stories I'll never forget:
-Guy who brought a script along to a first date and made his reluctant date run lines with him (he was not very good), then talked for far too long about the nuances of his great performance while the date sat there silently nodding. Sir do you think this is a flex
-Pair of teens, one of them was sobbing over being dumped. Her friend said "don't cry you're too hot to be sad!" and tried to kiss her while she leaned away in horror and disgust. My skin crawls with secondhand embarrassment whenever I think about it. Sir....
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