hospital
hospital
Yesterday and today I started to have some chest pain and tighness around the chest, so I decided after the wife started at me that I should go to hospital and have it checked out, they have taken bloods and I'v had a chest X-ray, they have given me no results yet, its 1900 hr and I arrived here about 0900 and still no results, I'm starting to think that their trying to bleed some much need funds from my health fund
When life gets tough, remember: You were the strongest sperm 
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Hope its just heartburn, but good that you went to the hospital.
DA
DA
David and Charlie aka the shop monster
If life seems normal your not going fast enough" Mario Andrette
If life seems normal your not going fast enough" Mario Andrette
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Yea mike, you have to go and get it checked. I've done that a few times. Get poked and shots and then they send me on my way. ??
quando omni flunkus moritati 
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Take care of the old machinery. I look at my body the way I look at my old cars—they require more maintenance than before. (I have a 1980 Mercedes Benz and a 1984 Isuzu.)
Richard
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Hope you are OK Mike…… it sucks to get old..
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Sucks even worse when you gotta carry a bottle of Nitro pills around with you
DA
DA
David and Charlie aka the shop monster
If life seems normal your not going fast enough" Mario Andrette
If life seems normal your not going fast enough" Mario Andrette
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They let me come home yesterday, every things fine and the don't know what caused the pain and chest tightness, I'll be having a stress test today, so we'll how that goes.
@ Richard, is the Isuzu a light ute
Dave, my Father use to use one of those nitro bottles
Thanks everyone
@ Richard, is the Isuzu a light ute
Dave, my Father use to use one of those nitro bottles
Thanks everyone
When life gets tough, remember: You were the strongest sperm
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I had a few bouts with that heavy pain in the chest shit before. The last one took me to the floor and everything seemed surreal and almost slow motion. Every tell tale sign of a heart attack was lit up in me. All three times I ended up in the ER tethered to tubes and diagnostic equipment. All three times it was as though a switch got thrown in my system that shut me down and, just like it started, it turned itself back on after a couple hours. All three times i pulled out my tubes and removed the diagnostic sensors and demanded to go home "OR" they give me a doctor's interview so he can tell me what the hell's goin on. All three times they had absolutely no clue. Thanks to insurance pay'n the medical bills, the last time it happened I agreed to undergo a heart stress test & dye injection into the artery so they can watch the heart operate under x-ray. Because I've always been fit, they worked me out on the treadmill and could not wear me out after an hour of fast walk'n, jogg'n, and hill climbing. I have a psychological switch I can activate on my own that pushes me through tough physical endurances. I get to the point where I'm "almost" at that heart rate they want me at, then the rpm's drop as though I switched gears internally. HAHAHA.... Anyway... they decided to go ahead and run the dye & x-ray test. According the heart specialist, he said (and I quote):... "If you die I can assure you it will NOT be because of your heart".
So... back at my regular doc's office I pit the question to him... wtf is my problem? He shrugged his shoulders and said, "maybe try some other neurological tests", and that's when i said NO. I told him I had been doing some research on my own and come to the conclusion that "IF" he could not find any aparent logical reason why it can't be my galbladder, then he should be testing for that instead of milk'n my insurance for all this exotic diagnostic bullshit. He said ok. In the next few days I got ultra-sound eval on the galbladder. Nothing unusual, of course. So... back at the doc's office I tell him I don't care about what "wasn't revealed", I know my body and the wiring is fully intact and functional. I produced to him my wrist and told him to feel my pulse... he did... I stopped my heart for a couple seconds, then released it to function as normal, then slowed it waay down to below normal, then raised it back up to normal. I learned this when I was 10 yrs of age, btw. So, having demonstrated I knew my innards (especially my heart) very well, and had a well keen ability to adjust my heart at will, I told him there's only a few innards I cannot feel functioning in my body. Of those, only one (if it were dysfunctional) would/could give or mimic heavy chest pains, pain in the jaw hinge, and deep, deep inside pain identical to a heart attack having begun. He agreed, logic would dictate that organ is the only organ in the body that would give off those symptoms if it were defective. So... I told him to remove it, seeing as how there's nothing wrong with my heart and nervous system. He wrote in my records that the diagnosis was patient derrived, then signed off on the surgical order and performed the surgery himself. It's been almost 20 years and not a single reoccurance of that horrible pain. Prior, I'd get an attack like that maybe once a year, sometimes twice a year, or go a few and have no attacks at all.
Of course, a prudent doc would naturally rule out the ole' ticker first, considering it's a vital organ ya can't live without. But, once the stress test and dye test is done, and nothing but good health is revealed, then it's an open field for docs to try and explore at yours or your insurance's expense. Just wanted to give you that tid-bit of history on my situation. It paid off. I swear, the moment I come out of the anethetic's effect and could speak, I told the doc... "IT'S GONE!" He said, of course it's gone, we took it out. I said, "NO... I'm talk'n about a pain, or sensation, I never knew I had till this very moment". He said, "it's the anesthetic, you're a bit foggy in the mind right now." I told him no.... I'm not, what I'm feel'n is the absense of something I took as normal (call it a dull pain I grew to ignore, like ringing in your ears... if you're not think'n about it you don't really know it's there). But make that ringing stop, and it's all WOOOOWWWW!!!! That galbladder being gone removed a hidden pain I'd had for who knows how long. I've been in perfect health since, 'cept for old age joint pains, etc., HAHAHA.
So... back at my regular doc's office I pit the question to him... wtf is my problem? He shrugged his shoulders and said, "maybe try some other neurological tests", and that's when i said NO. I told him I had been doing some research on my own and come to the conclusion that "IF" he could not find any aparent logical reason why it can't be my galbladder, then he should be testing for that instead of milk'n my insurance for all this exotic diagnostic bullshit. He said ok. In the next few days I got ultra-sound eval on the galbladder. Nothing unusual, of course. So... back at the doc's office I tell him I don't care about what "wasn't revealed", I know my body and the wiring is fully intact and functional. I produced to him my wrist and told him to feel my pulse... he did... I stopped my heart for a couple seconds, then released it to function as normal, then slowed it waay down to below normal, then raised it back up to normal. I learned this when I was 10 yrs of age, btw. So, having demonstrated I knew my innards (especially my heart) very well, and had a well keen ability to adjust my heart at will, I told him there's only a few innards I cannot feel functioning in my body. Of those, only one (if it were dysfunctional) would/could give or mimic heavy chest pains, pain in the jaw hinge, and deep, deep inside pain identical to a heart attack having begun. He agreed, logic would dictate that organ is the only organ in the body that would give off those symptoms if it were defective. So... I told him to remove it, seeing as how there's nothing wrong with my heart and nervous system. He wrote in my records that the diagnosis was patient derrived, then signed off on the surgical order and performed the surgery himself. It's been almost 20 years and not a single reoccurance of that horrible pain. Prior, I'd get an attack like that maybe once a year, sometimes twice a year, or go a few and have no attacks at all.
Of course, a prudent doc would naturally rule out the ole' ticker first, considering it's a vital organ ya can't live without. But, once the stress test and dye test is done, and nothing but good health is revealed, then it's an open field for docs to try and explore at yours or your insurance's expense. Just wanted to give you that tid-bit of history on my situation. It paid off. I swear, the moment I come out of the anethetic's effect and could speak, I told the doc... "IT'S GONE!" He said, of course it's gone, we took it out. I said, "NO... I'm talk'n about a pain, or sensation, I never knew I had till this very moment". He said, "it's the anesthetic, you're a bit foggy in the mind right now." I told him no.... I'm not, what I'm feel'n is the absense of something I took as normal (call it a dull pain I grew to ignore, like ringing in your ears... if you're not think'n about it you don't really know it's there). But make that ringing stop, and it's all WOOOOWWWW!!!! That galbladder being gone removed a hidden pain I'd had for who knows how long. I've been in perfect health since, 'cept for old age joint pains, etc., HAHAHA.
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It's an I-Mark sedan with a diesel engine. Absolutely the best car I have ever owned by a long shot.Richard, is the Isuzu a light ute
After the nuclear holocaust there will only be two things remaining on the Earth: Cock roaches and Isuzu diesels.
Here is the Benz out in front of my house here in Mexico.
Richard
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I like those little Isuzu's I've had two with petrol engine's, here they were called Gemini's, the Merc looks real niceRasper wrote:It's an I-Mark sedan with a diesel engine. Absolutely the best car I have ever owned by a long shot.Richard, is the Isuzu a light ute
After the nuclear holocaust there will only be two things remaining on the Earth: Cock roaches and Isuzu diesels.
Here is the Benz out in front of my house here in Mexico.
Richard
https://www.google.com.au/search?q=tc+g ... B640%3B480
When life gets tough, remember: You were the strongest sperm