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4 hours on a god damned backboard with a neck brace. HAd a decent concussion and yanked my head crooked. so when i told them that they kinda had to do something. I just hate those places though. Last time I went to a hospital was new years like 4 years ago when i broke my back and leg over shooting a jump to death.
I try to avoid those places at all costs. Thank god I made it out, and i still have all my organs. It's a crap shoot these days
Wasn't even anything epic. Tried to back one over the kink on a dfd. Caught the kink side ways with some speed and flew sideways. Smacked my head and yanked it to the side pretty crooked. Sort of like something how your neck shouldn't bend.
I was all loopy from bashing my dome and i couldn't tell if fucked myself up or not. So i stopped in patrol. they sent me tooo the hospital which made sense. Ended up being legit other than the concussion and whiplash which doesn't matter. I figured it would be but he made me feel like it wasn't worth the risk. Considering I have a friend who broke his neck and rode the ski club bus home and didn't go to the hospital for a day or two, I figured I'd listen to somebody for a change.
I mean hospitals really aren't that bad considering you usually need to be there when you go. It's just that being strapped down staring at the ceiling for hours kind gets to you. Reminded me of the last time doing the same thing, staring at the ceiling, with my stupid back and leg messed up. And I tried to get away from patrol that time and collapsed. So I figured I'd listen to smarter people for a change.
Plus my phone was blowing up for hours and i couldnt get to it since it was in my pant next to the bed.
To the little kid across the hall, it's just a fucking shot, please stop crying jeeeeez
Oh shit, I here you dude. But I have a fear of hospitals and being stuck in them. I was probably still amped off adrenaline from eating shit. As soon as I tried to stand up and dropped I was cool with the sled trip down. Kind of had to have broken something. Didn't look before I leaped, and legitimately cleared the landing on a 40 foot table built in the flats on east coast ice. Kind of had to have busted something even best case scenario. Actually didn't even find out I broke my femur in a few spots till a week after when my leg was swelling up. Vicodin will do that to pain.
This time I just figured, the last time I messed up my spine I was wrong so I better listen to people that know about that shit. And I was so loopy from the concussed action I couldn't tell.
I guess It's good I went and know that I'm legit tis time around. But I still hate hospitals. Well not hate them, but hate going, and am afraid enough to avoid them.
Rips must suck though. Regardless of pain pills, breathing has to be effed up for a while
Luck would have it that a super funny friend of mine got hurt in an amateur boxing match the same day and was in the bed across from me. I was doubled up in pain all night from laughing and then my ribs would remind me that it hurt.
Plus I am assuming you aren't a 12 year old and are a actual independent adult, and going to the hospital is a major financial trauma. Amubulance- $1k -$5k (being at a resort closer to $5k), basic cost just to be in ER : $1000, bunch of tests :$5000. Easily adds up to $10k -$20k