Its my Karma according to pollit flinging sads suffering latin Karen. I was informed via a Red .
Then why send one?
For the comment, moron.
Reds themselves have no value, was what I was saying.
I had an op for an inguinal hernia in the Bangkok Hospital, Korat a few years ago and the pre-op shave remains in the bank.
The doctor said that he wouldn't use mesh, and I know that there are pros and cons but I'm sure you've looked into that.
I was supposed to remain conscious and have an epidural but the aneasthetists couldn't get it to work so eventually knocked me out with a general, which I was quite glad about.
Post op... I was sent home after one night in the hospital and I seem to remember they wanted me to pass a turd before being allowed to leave. It was painful for a few days but soon loosened up, although there was some pain when walking for a couple of weeks. I'm long married so laughing and shagging weren't a problem, but it was hard to remember not to pick up my daughter who was young at the time.
I would rather have a hernia than a torn rotator cuff. Got injured a while back and no let up in pain for two months now. Doc says the healing will take months and surgery might still be in the picture.
I have heard and witnessed the same with a few of my sports friends. A hernia was darn near an outpatient process. The Rotator Cuff, while a small incision, takes months to heal and hurts like hell as I was told and saw.
Good Luck BLD, you will be up and about in no time.
^ I've also had a torn rotator cuff tendon. It became completely detached from my arm bone and three screws were put in to attach the tendon to.
I seem to remember around five months off work and for the first six weeks the arm had to be completely immobilised. There was something like another two months of physio before the arm felt anything like normal.
I left my rotator cuff as is. Every few years I do something silly and the shoulder pops out....what fun that is (not).
Last time was rock-climbing and there was a lovely sucking / slurping sound, and I knew I had to let go of the rock face.
I have to say if it was me i'd do a pre-shave
Well, that fills me with optimism! The doc shook his head last week during the ultrasound and said the tendon looks completely detached. The arm can feel pretty good during the day but for some reason, sleep movements cause spasms that get me out of bed to ice it in the middle of the night.
You Make Your Own Luck
oooh, I like this continue the story game...
I knew I had to let go of the rock face, but the fall was over 90 metres to jagged razor coral and maneating sharks, I held on by dear life, one arm hanging useleffly by my side. By sheer will and upper body strength that only a Buddhist vegetarian can achieve I managed a one armed chin up over the ledge I was precariously clinging to. Now I had a flat surface to lie on, but no one knew I was here...
Warning: Be cautious if you are a fragile pink
. . . I had flashbacks from when I first started living off the dole and moved into my first council house at the age of 19 - I forced some female Asian students to help me move from my mum's house as council regulations wouldn't allow me to stay there any longer. I stooped low to help these useless little women to move a nightlamp and there it was, I heard a lovely sucking / slurping sound, and I knew I had to let go of the lamp or I'd lose my pollit-flinging arm.
As I lay on the rock-face now I saw movement from out of the corner of my good eye - the other I had lost during a car accident with a friend's car I'd borrowed . . . never contacted him again...
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