Maybe "The Hospital" starring George C. Scott and Diana Rigg is a better movie choice:
"We heal nothing! We cure nothing!" George C. Scott.
On my final night at Healdsburg Hospital, I told the nurse, "No more drugs! No more blood samples!" They let me go home the next day.
I took Lomodil when the dysentery got really bad in the Amazon. Mostly, I lived on black bread, watermelon, coffee (bad Brazilian coffee), water, lots of water, and lots of beer.
See? That's the problem with Islam and Southern Baptists - no beer at the precise moment you need it the most. Gadzooks! I had forgotten all about "The Hospital". That's one of those ancient memories at the very edge of consciousness.
With me, when I tore the specimen bag off the rail and removed my own catheter, they decided I was serious about getting the hell out of their little health milking system.
Who can forget Diana Rigg? Full stop. The only woman who could tame James Bond. Had Diana Rigg come to me in a vision a bit earlier, I would have effected my escape much sooner.
Lucky you’re not in England or Australia Mate. There is an Economic medical provision here where if you are 50+ years, and your medical circumstances in Hospital are economically determined to be “Not Worth It” for the Govt (coz Free health schemes) they leave you too DIE.
Iatrogenic deaths across the world are only 50% less than Motor accident deaths! Some how that is sort of meant to make you feel safe hey.
I know you now have your thinking caps on…. and will likely never see a doctor ever again if you’re sick.
Iatrogenic death world wide is epidemic, but some how flys under the radar… This is a discussion no one is having coz it’s impolite.
Indonesia has its own "free" healthcare now, called BPJS. I'm sure if I hadn't have had a large contingent of Indonesians around me making a lot of noise, the outcome might have been rather different. In any case, I avoid doctors like the plague, which is why Mrs. FarSide uses these moments of weakness to steer me into direct confrontations. I rather think it's my will to fight the Bastids that keeps me alive in these episodic battles.
Thank you for your concern, and very happy to report that the war on stupidity continues apace. i would have reported sooner, but I was beset on all sides and had to keep my finger on the trigger.
Whew-glad to have an explanation for the silence from the Rufus! I got a little breathing room tween now and '35. Never forget the business model for the cartel, keep em in customer mode.
In my lifetime adventures with the "healthcare" system, not being able to breathe was a biggie. Usually, the autonomic functions are the least of my worries. Really knocks your feet out from under you. If the pattern holds up, though, should be smooth sailing for a while.
And perhaps that's the 10-year thing: time to lay in fresh supplies of ammo and C-rations. I can think of more pleasant ways to get there, but it is what it is.
After nearly 8 decades the renewal plan, foreseen by nature & genetics is way of flattening out the road somewhat. I’ve always reminded my children that illness created an appreciation of normal everyday ( taken for granted ) feeling good moments.
I am very sorry to learn of your problems. As we have had some interesting and enlightening conversations in the past I should like to draw your attention to a possible cure for your apparently recurring problems. DMSA and CDL (Chlorine Dioxide) are two substances that heal most problems, including the ones mentioned by you. German and Swiss homeopathic doctors have found a "quantum" way of transferring the healing properties of these substances onto tiny globuli, which are worn in a tiny glass vial in a pouch around your neck, i.e. on your chest. They are worn during the day and taken off at night. Obviously, there are no nasty side effects. Big Pharma has ensured that the doctors must not make any claims because nothing is swallowed or injected and yet the feedback from users (patients) is mind-blowing. My own experience and the feedback from friends has also been extremely positive. Should you be interested in more details please send me an e-mail and I shall then explain the applicable simple procedure. In any case I wish you a speedy recovery.
Thank you for your concern and good wishes. There is more healing in those things alone than in most palliatives. I have done some research on DMSA, and I have heard of the CDL uses. Through all the tests and soundings, it is obvious that I am otherwise healthy as an ox (my Chinese zodiac sign). I seem to have a 10-year cycle where a confluence of factors gets ahold of me and I have to work through it. This most recent episode involves very thick phlegm pooling in my lungs, and as I get it cleared out things will return to normal. The cause is most likely project-related stress and a toxic urban environment. In any case, I am always interested in homeopathic, herbal and regenerative cures and (more importantly) preventions. Do pass on anything you think would be useful. Cheers!
I tried to contact you outside the website, but it did not work. As I do not wish to provide my personal details on the website we shall have to leave it. Bet wishes.
I'll know my time has come when I lose my ornery spirit. If I'm too sick to cuss and moan, then I might as well be fitted for a pine box. Being a major pain in the ass in a healthcare setting is one of my major fortes.
I wondered why so silent? So glad you are heading towards recovery! Being ill is the worst! (I was going to say it sucks to be sick, but that wouldn't be very ladylike...😂)
Well, lady-like or not, it does suck to be sick. This one actually had me worried. Not being able to breathe puts a rather urgent spin on things. I admit I'm happy to be among the quick again. Now...where was I?
I work very hard to keep brands out of my pantry and medicine cabinet. I did get yelled at more than a few times for questioning everything, refusing things I didn't think were necessary, and otherwise being a complete terror of a patient. The missus just can't imagine anyone not obeying a lab coat.
Cheers! Glad to be amongst the living again. To be fair, Mrs. FarSide's birthday was Tuesday, and the best present I could possibly offer would be something to worry over. Like the old Bonnie Raitt song, "Let's Give Them Something to Talk About".
Congratulations on not croaking!
Thank you! I consider it one of my more important achievements last week.
Maybe "The Hospital" starring George C. Scott and Diana Rigg is a better movie choice:
"We heal nothing! We cure nothing!" George C. Scott.
On my final night at Healdsburg Hospital, I told the nurse, "No more drugs! No more blood samples!" They let me go home the next day.
I took Lomodil when the dysentery got really bad in the Amazon. Mostly, I lived on black bread, watermelon, coffee (bad Brazilian coffee), water, lots of water, and lots of beer.
See? That's the problem with Islam and Southern Baptists - no beer at the precise moment you need it the most. Gadzooks! I had forgotten all about "The Hospital". That's one of those ancient memories at the very edge of consciousness.
With me, when I tore the specimen bag off the rail and removed my own catheter, they decided I was serious about getting the hell out of their little health milking system.
Good for you! Who can forget Diana Rigg in that Indian squaw getup?
Who can forget Diana Rigg? Full stop. The only woman who could tame James Bond. Had Diana Rigg come to me in a vision a bit earlier, I would have effected my escape much sooner.
High tides and green grass forever!
Lucky you’re not in England or Australia Mate. There is an Economic medical provision here where if you are 50+ years, and your medical circumstances in Hospital are economically determined to be “Not Worth It” for the Govt (coz Free health schemes) they leave you too DIE.
Iatrogenic deaths across the world are only 50% less than Motor accident deaths! Some how that is sort of meant to make you feel safe hey.
I know you now have your thinking caps on…. and will likely never see a doctor ever again if you’re sick.
Iatrogenic death world wide is epidemic, but some how flys under the radar… This is a discussion no one is having coz it’s impolite.
Indonesia has its own "free" healthcare now, called BPJS. I'm sure if I hadn't have had a large contingent of Indonesians around me making a lot of noise, the outcome might have been rather different. In any case, I avoid doctors like the plague, which is why Mrs. FarSide uses these moments of weakness to steer me into direct confrontations. I rather think it's my will to fight the Bastids that keeps me alive in these episodic battles.
Glad you are back Mr. Farside--I was starting to worry about you.
Thank you for your concern, and very happy to report that the war on stupidity continues apace. i would have reported sooner, but I was beset on all sides and had to keep my finger on the trigger.
Whew-glad to have an explanation for the silence from the Rufus! I got a little breathing room tween now and '35. Never forget the business model for the cartel, keep em in customer mode.
In my lifetime adventures with the "healthcare" system, not being able to breathe was a biggie. Usually, the autonomic functions are the least of my worries. Really knocks your feet out from under you. If the pattern holds up, though, should be smooth sailing for a while.
In the end, mate, topology is everything.
All the best magic tricks use it, and I can only imagine what those nurses thought coming on duty with this guy tied up in knots around a catheter.
I’ve always been grateful for a new batch of Antibodies.
And perhaps that's the 10-year thing: time to lay in fresh supplies of ammo and C-rations. I can think of more pleasant ways to get there, but it is what it is.
After nearly 8 decades the renewal plan, foreseen by nature & genetics is way of flattening out the road somewhat. I’ve always reminded my children that illness created an appreciation of normal everyday ( taken for granted ) feeling good moments.
Well, that certainly resonates. One never appreciates how good things are until they aren't.
Sounds hideous. Thank you for not dying. Sometimes I consider it a selfish act. But really, glad you are bettering. Keep doing that.
Cheers! I'm always trying to improve, but sometimes I get ganged up on. Hopefully, I have a good many years of snark and vinegar left in me.
I am very sorry to learn of your problems. As we have had some interesting and enlightening conversations in the past I should like to draw your attention to a possible cure for your apparently recurring problems. DMSA and CDL (Chlorine Dioxide) are two substances that heal most problems, including the ones mentioned by you. German and Swiss homeopathic doctors have found a "quantum" way of transferring the healing properties of these substances onto tiny globuli, which are worn in a tiny glass vial in a pouch around your neck, i.e. on your chest. They are worn during the day and taken off at night. Obviously, there are no nasty side effects. Big Pharma has ensured that the doctors must not make any claims because nothing is swallowed or injected and yet the feedback from users (patients) is mind-blowing. My own experience and the feedback from friends has also been extremely positive. Should you be interested in more details please send me an e-mail and I shall then explain the applicable simple procedure. In any case I wish you a speedy recovery.
Thank you for your concern and good wishes. There is more healing in those things alone than in most palliatives. I have done some research on DMSA, and I have heard of the CDL uses. Through all the tests and soundings, it is obvious that I am otherwise healthy as an ox (my Chinese zodiac sign). I seem to have a 10-year cycle where a confluence of factors gets ahold of me and I have to work through it. This most recent episode involves very thick phlegm pooling in my lungs, and as I get it cleared out things will return to normal. The cause is most likely project-related stress and a toxic urban environment. In any case, I am always interested in homeopathic, herbal and regenerative cures and (more importantly) preventions. Do pass on anything you think would be useful. Cheers!
I tried to contact you outside the website, but it did not work. As I do not wish to provide my personal details on the website we shall have to leave it. Bet wishes.
I think it was Nietzsche (or maybe Conan?) who said: "What doesn’t kill us probably tried really hard and is now regrouping"!
Stay strong always, cowboy!
I'll know my time has come when I lose my ornery spirit. If I'm too sick to cuss and moan, then I might as well be fitted for a pine box. Being a major pain in the ass in a healthcare setting is one of my major fortes.
I wondered why so silent? So glad you are heading towards recovery! Being ill is the worst! (I was going to say it sucks to be sick, but that wouldn't be very ladylike...😂)
Well, lady-like or not, it does suck to be sick. This one actually had me worried. Not being able to breathe puts a rather urgent spin on things. I admit I'm happy to be among the quick again. Now...where was I?
I hope you use old wives' tales and jungle magic rather than Pfizer inserts. Safer more accurate, and more professional. Glad you're better.
Danny Huckabee
I work very hard to keep brands out of my pantry and medicine cabinet. I did get yelled at more than a few times for questioning everything, refusing things I didn't think were necessary, and otherwise being a complete terror of a patient. The missus just can't imagine anyone not obeying a lab coat.
Welcome back!
Boy, you sure know how to celebrate a 14th wedding anniversary!🥂
Cheers! Glad to be amongst the living again. To be fair, Mrs. FarSide's birthday was Tuesday, and the best present I could possibly offer would be something to worry over. Like the old Bonnie Raitt song, "Let's Give Them Something to Talk About".
😂🤙🤙