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Post by Big Daddy Bad Booking on Aug 19, 2007 19:06:07 GMT -5
Novocaine is inhaled isn't it? Because when I had mine done the anaesthetic was six or seven excruciatingly painful injections into each toe. Ya they injected Novocaine into my toe in seven shots in each toe and the guy moved the needle around in my toe. BTW did you have to get yours cauterized? (I am sorry for any disgusting details, but this story ain't pretty folks) Well, for any background information, the first nail problem I had did not come heredically. I had an accident in the hallway in the house, and my toe crashed big time into the wall. After I pulled my left sock off, my left toe was bleeding profusely. I broke my toe, and my toenail bed was in even worse shape. Well, when I intially injured it, the consensus was that it healed and everything was better. After I reaggavated it the day after Thanksgiving, the toe turned purple with infection overnight, and after a huge bloody pus leak, I went to the doctor. I had an x-ray, and found out I had a broken toe. Simple enough, but then the doctor (who was a real assh*le) decided to take care of the nail. When the doctor told me he was going to inject the novocaine into the bone of the toe to numb it, I thought he was joking. Well, after about 10 injections later, he was not. I was in so much pain, I thought screaming "Gilligan's Island" would be to good use. Man, my toe actually had a bigger infection in the nail bed, and I had a lot of pus. Surgery part of it was actually kind of relieving as I felt almost nothing, and I went home same day. Took some Vicodin (for the broken bone), and was loopy. That was fun. It took me 4 whole months to recover from everything. My whole nail was removed, and so it all had to grow back in. The doc also put a wooden wic into one of the sides to prevent infection, but when he removed it the next week, I became a certifed soprano. I also got that foul, smelly stuff to help the nail, and bah gawd, I had to gauze that crap 3 times a day. My nail grew back, but the left side came back ingrown. After FIVE, count them, FIVE surgeries, the nail was burned off never to be seen again. The third of those surgeries was the worst. After the first round of numbness, either the toe did not set up properly or not enough was administered, but I felt everything. I had a different doc on this time through, and so he actually asked me if I was in pain, and so he had to redo the injection, which was worse than the first time. Thankfully, everything would do smooth till the nail came back in for an ingrown fourth time. If you ask me, this was almost 3 years of my life wasted on that bullcrap called ingrown toenails. |
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Post by Angus Mcloud on Aug 20, 2007 4:12:02 GMT -5
Ya they injected Novocaine into my toe in seven shots in each toe and the guy moved the needle around in my toe. BTW did you have to get yours cauterized? (I am sorry for any disgusting details, but this story ain't pretty folks) Well, for any background information, the first nail problem I had did not come heredically. I had an accident in the hallway in the house, and my toe crashed big time into the wall. After I pulled my left sock off, my left toe was bleeding profusely. I broke my toe, and my toenail bed was in even worse shape. Well, when I intially injured it, the consensus was that it healed and everything was better. After I reaggavated it the day after Thanksgiving, the toe turned purple with infection overnight, and after a huge bloody pus leak, I went to the doctor. I had an x-ray, and found out I had a broken toe. Simple enough, but then the doctor (who was a real assh*le) decided to take care of the nail. When the doctor told me he was going to inject the novocaine into the bone of the toe to numb it, I thought he was joking. Well, after about 10 injections later, he was not. I was in so much pain, I thought screaming "Gilligan's Island" would be to good use. Man, my toe actually had a bigger infection in the nail bed, and I had a lot of pus. Surgery part of it was actually kind of relieving as I felt almost nothing, and I went home same day. Took some Vicodin (for the broken bone), and was loopy. That was fun. It took me 4 whole months to recover from everything. My whole nail was removed, and so it all had to grow back in. The doc also put a wooden wic into one of the sides to prevent infection, but when he removed it the next week, I became a certifed soprano. I also got that foul, smelly stuff to help the nail, and bah gawd, I had to gauze that crap 3 times a day. My nail grew back, but the left side came back ingrown. After FIVE, count them, FIVE surgeries, the nail was burned off never to be seen again. The third of those surgeries was the worst. After the first round of numbness, either the toe did not set up properly or not enough was administered, but I felt everything. I had a different doc on this time through, and so he actually asked me if I was in pain, and so he had to redo the injection, which was worse than the first time. Thankfully, everything would do smooth till the nail came back in for an ingrown fourth time. If you ask me, this was almost 3 years of my life wasted on that bullcrap called ingrown toenails. Im happy im not the only one whjo had to get multiple surguries done. I had two doctors who worked out of the same place one was cool and did his best to take care of me but the other guy was a dick. A legit convo between us Doctor: Is your toe numb? Me: I dont think so. Doctor: Ok let me get started Man i hated him and he put the tape for the gauze right on the hair of my big toe. Man my toe swelled to about twice their normal size. I had to wear steel to bots to protect myself from school when people would constanly step on my foot. |
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Post by Joe Neglia on Aug 20, 2007 4:19:44 GMT -5
Sing it with me, folks!
*The worst part of getting sick...is Folger's in your cup!*
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Post by Big Daddy Bad Booking on Aug 20, 2007 8:14:42 GMT -5
(I am sorry for any disgusting details, but this story ain't pretty folks) Well, for any background information, the first nail problem I had did not come heredically. I had an accident in the hallway in the house, and my toe crashed big time into the wall. After I pulled my left sock off, my left toe was bleeding profusely. I broke my toe, and my toenail bed was in even worse shape. Well, when I intially injured it, the consensus was that it healed and everything was better. After I reaggavated it the day after Thanksgiving, the toe turned purple with infection overnight, and after a huge bloody pus leak, I went to the doctor. I had an x-ray, and found out I had a broken toe. Simple enough, but then the doctor (who was a real assh*le) decided to take care of the nail. When the doctor told me he was going to inject the novocaine into the bone of the toe to numb it, I thought he was joking. Well, after about 10 injections later, he was not. I was in so much pain, I thought screaming "Gilligan's Island" would be to good use. Man, my toe actually had a bigger infection in the nail bed, and I had a lot of pus. Surgery part of it was actually kind of relieving as I felt almost nothing, and I went home same day. Took some Vicodin (for the broken bone), and was loopy. That was fun. It took me 4 whole months to recover from everything. My whole nail was removed, and so it all had to grow back in. The doc also put a wooden wic into one of the sides to prevent infection, but when he removed it the next week, I became a certifed soprano. I also got that foul, smelly stuff to help the nail, and bah gawd, I had to gauze that crap 3 times a day. My nail grew back, but the left side came back ingrown. After FIVE, count them, FIVE surgeries, the nail was burned off never to be seen again. The third of those surgeries was the worst. After the first round of numbness, either the toe did not set up properly or not enough was administered, but I felt everything. I had a different doc on this time through, and so he actually asked me if I was in pain, and so he had to redo the injection, which was worse than the first time. Thankfully, everything would do smooth till the nail came back in for an ingrown fourth time. If you ask me, this was almost 3 years of my life wasted on that bullcrap called ingrown toenails. Im happy im not the only one whjo had to get multiple surguries done. I had two doctors who worked out of the same place one was cool and did his best to take care of me but the other guy was a dick. A legit convo between us Doctor: Is your toe numb? Me: I dont think so. Doctor: Ok let me get started Man i hated him and he put the tape for the gauze right on the hair of my big toe. Man my toe swelled to about twice their normal size. I had to wear steel to bots to protect myself from school when people would constanly step on my foot. I wore a sandal-like footwear on my left foot to protect me toe. After the first surgery (when I was out for 3 weeks), I had five minute passes that would allow me to get to next period earlier so noone can step on the injured toe. |
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Post by eeriebagel on Aug 20, 2007 8:40:43 GMT -5
I wore a sandal-like footwear on my left foot to protect me toe. After the first surgery (when I was out for 3 weeks), I had five minute passes that would allow me to get to next period earlier so noone can step on the injured toe. Yeah and then you would come home from school and I would somehow always manage to step on your toe  |
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Post by THE REDNECK BADASS on Aug 20, 2007 8:56:11 GMT -5
Sore Throat I can take but the runny nose is a pain in the ass I rather for someone to throw me a beaten then have a runny nose
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Post by Superstar SBL on Aug 20, 2007 9:26:24 GMT -5
The things I hate about being sick is painful chesty coughs, feeling all weak with aches and pains, Having to blow my nose until it hurts and my eyes tend to sting real bad.
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Post by metylerca on Aug 20, 2007 9:27:28 GMT -5
When i'm sick there's never anything on TV. That sucks.
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Post by Long A, Short A on Aug 20, 2007 14:01:23 GMT -5
When I get sick each particular cold come with a unique symptom. Like the summer cold of 04 with a special reminder to take my meds on time or else. Whenever it was time to take my cold medicine, my neck would throb like the dickens. I left like someone punched me in the back of my neck, but instead of pulling their fist back, they forcible massaged their knuckles into my vertebrae. I went out with my cousins when this cold started to break and I didn't bring enough pills. I impersonated gobbles for two hours because that was the only pain free position my neck could be in.
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