I'm Not Dead Yet!
Started by
Ratticis
, Aug 26 2009 07:55 PM
14 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 26 August 2009 - 07:55 PM
Believe it or not, sensation and feeling are NOT the same thing. Just because I can't feel it when you run a feather across my legs doesn't mean it doesn't hurt when I smack my knee against the wall or somebody stands on my toes, or worse, pulls on this stupid catheder that I want out!
Don't tell me I'm full of shit when I tell you my feet hurt or my leg is sore, especially when you STAND there with your clipboard and white smock feeling o so superior to those pathetic saps stupid enough to end up here.
Unless you experience it yourself you shall never truly know, and I hope to god you never have to find out.
I have feeling in my lower body, what I don't have is sensation or movement. But that doesn't mean I'm dead. Quite the opposite. I don't NEED you to do anything for me. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the offer, but please do offer.
DON'T just take it upon yourself to jump in and make things more difficult. DON'T come up behind me and just start pushing, especially when I'm only going that way to get to the ramp! Ask and if I say 'No thanks' good enough. If I need help, I'll ask. That is not to say don't bother holding a door or any other comman courtesy, I'd do that for anyone including the able bodied.
And don't change you voice when you talk to me, start talking sloower. Paralysed, not retarded. Even if I was retarded, I still wouldn't appreciate it. Gimped, slow, or just dumb, we're all human and deserve to be treated as such.
Don't tell me I'm full of shit when I tell you my feet hurt or my leg is sore, especially when you STAND there with your clipboard and white smock feeling o so superior to those pathetic saps stupid enough to end up here.
Unless you experience it yourself you shall never truly know, and I hope to god you never have to find out.
I have feeling in my lower body, what I don't have is sensation or movement. But that doesn't mean I'm dead. Quite the opposite. I don't NEED you to do anything for me. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the offer, but please do offer.
DON'T just take it upon yourself to jump in and make things more difficult. DON'T come up behind me and just start pushing, especially when I'm only going that way to get to the ramp! Ask and if I say 'No thanks' good enough. If I need help, I'll ask. That is not to say don't bother holding a door or any other comman courtesy, I'd do that for anyone including the able bodied.
And don't change you voice when you talk to me, start talking sloower. Paralysed, not retarded. Even if I was retarded, I still wouldn't appreciate it. Gimped, slow, or just dumb, we're all human and deserve to be treated as such.

#4
Posted 26 August 2009 - 09:41 PM
HUGS was that loud enough bro...heal well, heal fast
Only after we have lost everything, are we free to do anything.
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#7
Posted 27 August 2009 - 01:53 AM
I can't 'feel' your pain, as I'm still walking around. But dealing with the &^&*@#%&^@*)^ docs with my nephew's injury has been quite 'enlightening', so I'm right there with your ranting. It's amazing that educated people can be so ignorant. My nephew's spine was severed just over 2 weeks ago and about 5 days ago the nuero surgeon actually had the balls to tell my sister & her husband to quote "cut the cord and start leaving him alone". WHAT??!! Are you kidding? I can't believe his analogy. I'm just glad I wasn't there to hear it (as I tend to speak my mind about pompous idiocy!). We have to dog the hospital staff for every pain shot, bed change, etc. If we weren't there, who knows! Besides, it's so new, Josh is afraid to be alone. I don't wish this situation on anyone, but boy I just wish they could spend 1 day with the mental & physical anguish you all have had to & will have to deal with for life.
#8
Posted 27 August 2009 - 02:32 AM
Last time I was in (9 whole days before this time around) I was in a room with 4 beds, and for a while there was a little old Scottish guy who was a doctor for over 50 years in the bed next to me. I can't remember exactly why, but one day he tells one of those little geeky residents "Bullshit! Don't try to give me that crap! I've been a GP longer than you've been alive, sonny! And you assholes have a lot to learn about bedside manner. I see the way you guys talk to the other people in here and if I would have ever dreamed about talking to a patient like that I'd end up with a bloody lip!"
He was freakin awesome. Same one who said about his grandson "I'm glad he turned out the way he did. For a while I was sure it was just a matter of time before he ended up with someones cock in his mouth"
He was freakin awesome. Same one who said about his grandson "I'm glad he turned out the way he did. For a while I was sure it was just a matter of time before he ended up with someones cock in his mouth"

#9
Posted 27 August 2009 - 03:12 AM
WE GET NOTHING BECAUSE WE ARE NOTHING.
GRUBBY LITTLE PEOPLE WITH GRUBBY LITTLE HANDS.
GRUBBY LITTLE MINDS,
FILTHY LITTLE ICKY BO BO'S. UNDESERVING OF ANYTHING.
TOSSED TO THE SIDE LIKE YESTERDAY'S DETRITUS.
EMPTY SHELLS NOW OF NO USE.
SPENT PIECES OF USED JET-TRASH.
SUCKING OFF SOCIETY'S WITHERED TEETS WHAT'S LEFT OF THE SOURED MILK OF HUMAN KINDNESS.
Listen close. Can you hear it? Shusss. There it is again.....A sibilant high pitched sound.
That's our lives. Sucking. BIG-TIME.
E
GRUBBY LITTLE PEOPLE WITH GRUBBY LITTLE HANDS.
GRUBBY LITTLE MINDS,
FILTHY LITTLE ICKY BO BO'S. UNDESERVING OF ANYTHING.
TOSSED TO THE SIDE LIKE YESTERDAY'S DETRITUS.
EMPTY SHELLS NOW OF NO USE.
SPENT PIECES OF USED JET-TRASH.
SUCKING OFF SOCIETY'S WITHERED TEETS WHAT'S LEFT OF THE SOURED MILK OF HUMAN KINDNESS.
Listen close. Can you hear it? Shusss. There it is again.....A sibilant high pitched sound.
That's our lives. Sucking. BIG-TIME.
E
when it absolutely, positively, has to be destroyed overnight, call the Marines.
I will nevah, EVAH take a pinch from a greasy muddahf*@kah like you!
How 'bout if I spell it out for ya. D-I-L-L-I-G-A-F
I will nevah, EVAH take a pinch from a greasy muddahf*@kah like you!
How 'bout if I spell it out for ya. D-I-L-L-I-G-A-F
#10
Posted 27 August 2009 - 03:34 AM
Havin a bad day. yikes 
Think I'll lay back into my bed/pit of despair and watch the fan turn round. Maybe cool down a bit, smile, enjoy my lime water and stream a movie off the net. If our world is as bleak and ugly as the dawg describes above, I'm sure glad I don't have any razor blades...
On second thought, I'm going to meditate tonight, my focus word being
seeya all tomorrow.
Think I'll lay back into my bed/pit of despair and watch the fan turn round. Maybe cool down a bit, smile, enjoy my lime water and stream a movie off the net. If our world is as bleak and ugly as the dawg describes above, I'm sure glad I don't have any razor blades...
On second thought, I'm going to meditate tonight, my focus word being
Edited by StillFingers, 27 August 2009 - 03:36 AM.
Only after we have lost everything, are we free to do anything.
Shooting With Still Fingers - http://shootingwiths...s.blogspot.com/
Shooting With Still Fingers - http://shootingwiths...s.blogspot.com/
#12
Posted 27 August 2009 - 03:56 AM
E-DOG, on Aug 26 2009, 10:12 PM, said:
WE GET NOTHING BECAUSE WE ARE NOTHING.
GRUBBY LITTLE PEOPLE WITH GRUBBY LITTLE HANDS.
GRUBBY LITTLE MINDS,
FILTHY LITTLE ICKY BO BO'S. UNDESERVING OF ANYTHING.
TOSSED TO THE SIDE LIKE YESTERDAY'S DETRITUS.
EMPTY SHELLS NOW OF NO USE.
SPENT PIECES OF USED JET-TRASH.
SUCKING OFF SOCIETY'S WITHERED TEETS WHAT'S LEFT OF THE SOURED MILK OF HUMAN KINDNESS.
Listen close. Can you hear it? Shusss. There it is again.....A sibilant high pitched sound.
That's our lives. Sucking. BIG-TIME.
E
GRUBBY LITTLE PEOPLE WITH GRUBBY LITTLE HANDS.
GRUBBY LITTLE MINDS,
FILTHY LITTLE ICKY BO BO'S. UNDESERVING OF ANYTHING.
TOSSED TO THE SIDE LIKE YESTERDAY'S DETRITUS.
EMPTY SHELLS NOW OF NO USE.
SPENT PIECES OF USED JET-TRASH.
SUCKING OFF SOCIETY'S WITHERED TEETS WHAT'S LEFT OF THE SOURED MILK OF HUMAN KINDNESS.
Listen close. Can you hear it? Shusss. There it is again.....A sibilant high pitched sound.
That's our lives. Sucking. BIG-TIME.
E
WOW, that sounded like something out of the new universal health care package that's causing all the town hall fuss over here.
"DON'T TREAD ON ME"
#15
Posted 27 August 2009 - 06:18 AM
okaaayyy...
i'm so sick of doctors whom you tell even your most private problems to... and, later when it becomes a bigger issue, they act like it is the first time they heard of it. ARRRRRGGGHHHH!
so, are you (maybe) going home tomorrow, Ratticis? or did that doctor change the timeframe?
Thinking of your post E-Dog... When I traveled last year, Delta airlines bent the frame on my beloved motorized wheelchair and demolished the controller... and, oh yeah, partially toreoff the back of my wheelchair. I sat and cried... and the idiot manager that they sent to "console" me told me a story about how panhandling began. After several hours, I finally got home. One of the first things I did was call Delta in Atlanta and complain about that fool. But, I honestly think he thought to manipulate me that day... forgive me if I didn't explain it very well. it really is a long story; and, i tried to shorten it.
-Sno
think i'll hide out awhile after wishing everyone relief for rightly clearing the air on this thread.
i'm so sick of doctors whom you tell even your most private problems to... and, later when it becomes a bigger issue, they act like it is the first time they heard of it. ARRRRRGGGHHHH!
so, are you (maybe) going home tomorrow, Ratticis? or did that doctor change the timeframe?
Thinking of your post E-Dog... When I traveled last year, Delta airlines bent the frame on my beloved motorized wheelchair and demolished the controller... and, oh yeah, partially toreoff the back of my wheelchair. I sat and cried... and the idiot manager that they sent to "console" me told me a story about how panhandling began. After several hours, I finally got home. One of the first things I did was call Delta in Atlanta and complain about that fool. But, I honestly think he thought to manipulate me that day... forgive me if I didn't explain it very well. it really is a long story; and, i tried to shorten it.
-Sno
think i'll hide out awhile after wishing everyone relief for rightly clearing the air on this thread.
When birds chirp...my soul sings.
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