JB's Excellent (Near Death) Adventure

[squeezer]

(snip) ...the occasional patient is conscious and capable of rational thought processes.

The second part of that seems to be debatable.

Am I going to hell for truly enjoying the story of another man's pain? Great stuff, JB. Keep it coming. Laughter heals.

 

[bigtallguy]

Speaking of songs.... Oddly, the song Stayin' Alive has the perfect tempo to teach a new tech/student/nurse the correct compression rate for CPR.

As does Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust." We choose the appropriate song based on the situation at hand

 

[Auburn]

Glad you made the call...sounds like from your questionaire that there may be a little too much stress in Bezerklyville?? :blink:

Now finish the story.... (you too patriot) :lol:

 

[James Burleigh]

Let me just say that every health care professional I encountered along my journey was terrific! From the first responders to the ER, cath lab, ICU, step-down unit, and educators, everyone was a consummate professional who provided outstanding care and was a pleasure to have helping me to get through, not only the health issue, but also the hospital system. Blessed are the health care workers, for they are the angels of salvation. XXOO

JB

 

[James Burleigh]

Glad you made the call...sounds like from your questionaire that there may be a little too much stress in Bezerklyville?? :blink:

Now finish the story.... (you too patriot) :lol:

I was telling one of the RNs who came to talk to me about lifestyle factors that I don't really have any stress. Then I remembered my twice-a-day commute and realized (remembered) that I am a bucket of adrenalin during pretty much my whole commute leg, and which explains why weekend riding doesn't always appeal to me: because I associate riding with stress.

 

[wheatonFJR]

...Then I remembered my twice-a-day commute and realized (remembered) that I am a bucket of adrenalin during pretty much my whole commute leg, and which explains why weekend riding doesn't always appeal to me: because I associate riding with stress.

I do not commute on my bike because of the present world commuting experience which seems to have little regard, nor take the minimalist action their part on a daily basis for whether as a motorcyclist I live or die. Therefore, I leave the bike home...there would probably be a much greater likelyhood that I would be dead by now if I did commute by FJR in this area. I'd rather stay alive to ride the far away, lightly traveled fun roads.

If I associated riding with stress I would never get on my bike again. I associate it with 6000 mile trips to BC, 3000 mile trips to the unknown road, weekend riding fun with friends in SW WI, SE OH, or Hooterville, MO and Arkansas. When I look at my bike, I do not see anything but fun and time with friends.

I hope you can someday look at your FJR again and say that.

BTW, Love your travelogue into the weird and bizarre. Glad you made the wise choice in letting others check your condition...

 

[Bustanut joker]

Wholly crap... I take a few days off to relax and spend time with the boy and I come back to this? :blink:

Being one who has been through this kind of fun three times I can relate to the humor :lol: It actually helps keep you calm when things go south like that.The lovely bruise that extends from Mr. Johnson's place to your ankle is quite a conversation starter should you choose to use it as such.

The first time I had it done the "sandbag" they placed near my little friend was excruciatingly painful. I couldn't get enough Morphine :dribble:

Oh and the catheter was a hoot! After having it in several days and reliving myself without thinking I had a mishap I woke the last morning and, completely forgetting it was no longer with me....... Pissed the bed :huh:

On a more serious note.. Folks, don't ignore chest pain. I know we all experience aches and pains but when it's something like this it's a different feeling, one that just isn't the same as everyday pain. Somehow I knew the first time I felt it It wasn't normal.

My younger brother ignored his just over six weeks ago and now, after 4 week's in the hospital he's figured it out. Unfortunately he has just over 60% heart muscle dead now.

Glad to see ya still here James. :clapping: Now how aboot the rest of the story.

 

[James Burleigh]

Wait a minute! There's RNs on this forum? :blink:

If you ever want to feel gloomy about riding a motorcycle, spend a couple of days in a hospital: Every RN's got a dead-motorcyclist story.

 

[Silver Penguin]

Wait a minute! There's RNs on this forum? :blink:

If you ever want to feel gloomy about riding a motorcycle, spend a couple of days in a hospital: Every RN non-rider's got a dead-motorcyclist story.

There, fixed it for you. This RN rode to work today.

 

[airboss]

Can we get back to the story?

Great triller can't wait to see if this guy made it. B)

 

[Joe2Lmaker]

... I associate riding with stress.

That's a shame

a lane splitting shame

 

[MEM]

Am I going to hell for truly enjoying the story of another man's pain?

Prolly not. But you MAY break your big toe

 

[juniorfjr]

Nurses and Docs who ride know of the inherent danger. Have seen the effects first hand. Conscious choice.

But what always amazed me is Respritory Therapists who go outside at every break for a smoke. Go figgure it.

 

[James Burleigh]

...Then I remembered my twice-a-day commute and realized (remembered) that I am a bucket of adrenalin during pretty much my whole commute leg, and which explains why weekend riding doesn't always appeal to me: because I associate riding with stress.

I do not commute on my bike because of the present world commuting experience which seems to have little regard, nor take the minimalist action their part on a daily basis for whether as a motorcyclist I live or die. Therefore, I leave the bike home...there would probably be a much greater likelyhood that I would be dead by now if I did commute by FJR in this area. I'd rather stay alive to ride the far away, lightly traveled fun roads.

If I associated riding with stress I would never get on my bike again. I associate it with 6000 mile trips to BC, 3000 mile trips to the unknown road, weekend riding fun with friends in SW WI, SE OH, or Hooterville, MO and Arkansas. When I look at my bike, I do not see anything but fun and time with friends.

I hope you can someday look at your FJR again and say that.

BTW, Love your travelogue into the weird and bizarre. Glad you made the wise choice in letting others check your condition...

Thank you for the good wishes. As to the stress thing, I like what you see when you look at your bike. That vid I posted on my "dancing" thread was from several years ago. Not only don't I commute over the Bay Bridge anymore, but I am really working at relaxing more on my commute and taking it easy, getting in line and just cruising rather than a lot of unnecessary splitting.

But my approach to commuting is really about strategy more than mania or style: if I cruise I become more complacent and vulnerable to aggressive or clueless drivers coming into me from behind or the side; so as a rule I'd rather be moving slightly faster and seeking clear spaces or bubbles. But again, working on being more mellow, and taking deep calming breathes while riding.

I mean, if you think about it, a MC commuter, if he / she's doing it right, has the alertness of a soldier on guard duty in a combat zone, and all the tension that goes along with it. I wonder if MC commuters get PTSD?

 

[James Burleigh]

Wholly crap... I take a few days off to relax and spend time with the boy and I come back to this? :blink:

Being one who has been through this kind of fun three times I can relate to the humor :lol: It actually helps keep you calm when things go south like that.The lovely bruise that extends from Mr. Johnson's place to your ankle is quite a conversation starter should you choose to use it as such.

The first time I had it done the "sandbag" they placed near my little friend was excruciatingly painful. I couldn't get enough Morphine :dribble:

Oh and the catheter was a hoot! After having it in several days and reliving myself without thinking I had a mishap I woke the last morning and, completely forgetting it was no longer with me....... Pissed the bed :huh:

On a more serious note.. Folks, don't ignore chest pain. I know we all experience aches and pains but when it's something like this it's a different feeling, one that just isn't the same as everyday pain. Somehow I knew the first time I felt it It wasn't normal.

My younger brother ignored his just over six weeks ago and now, after 4 week's in the hospital he's figured it out. Unfortunately he has just over 60% heart muscle dead now.

Glad to see ya still here James. :clapping: Now how aboot the rest of the story.

60% dead heart muscle! Oh man, I'm sorry to hear it about your bro.

Hey, you ain't kidding about that bruise. When the nurses would look at it and say, "Oh, that looks great," I would think, "What are you kidding me! Whose groin are you looking at? 'Cause you sure as hell ain't looking at mine. My groin looks like it died a week ago after being clubbed with bats by the whole Minnesota Twins baseball team!" [Okay, that line's making it into the story.... ]

BTW, I may owe you my life, Bust. While on the gurney in the ER, when I started to see the bright white light and rise to it, the first figures I could make out were you and a sheep all dressed up in tux and evening dress (I won't say who was in what). I bolted outta there as quick as I could! :lol:

 

[Tree Doc]

BTW, I may owe you my life, Bust. While on the gurney in the ER, when I started to see the bright white light and rise to it, the first figures I could make out were you and a sheep all dressed up in tux and evening dress (I won't say who was in what). I bolted outta there as quick as I could! :lol:

:lol2: Think I'll live to be 200 if that's what I had to look forward to!

 

[gregory]

Wait a minute! There's RNs on this forum? :blink:

If you ever want to feel gloomy about riding a motorcycle, spend a couple of days in a hospital: Every RN's got a dead-motorcyclist story.

Couple of X-ray dudes too! I have some great stories from my trauma days......

Did a rotation through the cath lab as a student, pretty cool stuff.

 

[BikerGeek99]

Hey, you ain't kidding about that bruise. When the nurses would look at it and say, "Oh, that looks great," I would think, "What are you kidding me! Whose groin are you looking at? 'Cause you sure as hell ain't looking at mine. My groin looks like it died a week ago after being clubbed with bats by the whole Minnesota Twins baseball team!" [Okay, that line's making it into the story.... ]

**** - you wanna talk about a bruise down there? I had a hydrocelatomy & hernia repair back in '97. Holeee-crap - I didn't think 'things' were ever gonna get back to normal. I didn't walk normal for 2 damn weeks.

Which is another reminder that when a doctor refers to 'discomfort' he's referring to some serious pain. Thank heavens for good meds...

 

[bigtallguy]

Wait a minute! There's RNs on this forum? :blink:

If you ever want to feel gloomy about riding a motorcycle, spend a couple of days in a hospital: Every RN's got a dead-motorcyclist story.

Nah, I don't have a dead motorcyclist story. Actually, having to witness the stuff that happens to people makes me appreciate everything that much more, especially my riding time.

Every day I catch myself thinking "I'd better knock out that trip or whatever before (insert medical problem) happens to me!" Granted I'm only 27, but every now and then I get a patient my age trying to die...

 

[Patriot]

Now finish the story.... (you too patriot) :lol:

who, me ???

my last observation (my two hospital stays included a double hit kidney stone(s) attack and a diabetic sugar level of +1000) :blink:

who as a youngster, on occassion, read my brother's copies of a certain magazine with interesting reader's letters that were sent in.

One of my nurses was a very hot redhead (I came to love freckles) and I worried about the embarrassment of a boner in her presence.

Well, the "other" cruel medical folks who came around pointing and laughing took care of that concern. :blink: