Yesterday I went into the hospital to get a plate out if my shoulder. They were just going to freeze the area so I'd be perfectly awake during the operation. Everything seemed to be going fine till the surgeon starts trying to chisel the plate off the bone with a screw driver and something he was using as a hammer. I ask him whats up and he says "oh the bone's just grown around the plate a bit" and starts at it again. Then his assistant notices they forgot a screw. I nearly flipped shit. You kinda need to be paying a bit more attention than that. So they take it off, stitch it up, and send me home with a Tylenol 3's prescription. Not even dills or oxy or percs. damn T3's. What they prescribe for ingrown toes. And the smallest dose possible at that. needless to say, last night I ended up in the most agonizing pain I could think possible. way way way worse, i mean way worse than when I had the plate shoved in me in the first place. and T3s did shit all. luckily I had oxy left from the first time, but fuck. If you're a doctor please be a bit more professional than that. this may not make sense, I'm quite out of it right now
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