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Originally Posted by suesiegel
Cause there are many.
Personal experience on Long Island. I severely cut my knee.
We're talking blood pouring out. I closed it up best I could with adhesive tape. Since, the bleeding did not stop after half an hour or so. I called my sister, who showed up with her new car to take me to the hospital. I put an air mattress under my knee and off we went. By the time we got to the hospital, there was enough blood on the air mattress that I spilled it out.
The emergency room was filled with people coughing etc.
Top priority, fill out the paperwork, insurance coverage etc.
I sort of enjoyed leaving a trail of blood on the floor. I sat in the waiting room creating a six to eight inch puddle of blood on the floor. They bumped some guy with a heart attack in front of the line and that made sense.
There was a crowd of people waiting. A young kid comes in with his father and a sweatshirt over his front. Loud enough for all to hear-seems he got his ding a ling caught in his zipper. I HAD HAD ENOUGH.
I shouted out to hell with his ...........I've been sitting here for almost an hour bleeding on your .........floor. At last they took me in. Truth, they took me into a room just to shut me up. So there I sat bleeding on the bed. I saw some guy emptying trash. Somebody told that guy to remove my bandages. YUP, THE GUY WAS JUST EMPTYING TRASH CANS. I told him you better not do that. So he takes off the bandages and blood is now pouring out.
At last they found a doctor. Nice guy. He laughed and said there was no way in hell bandages were going to close that. About twelve stitches later it finally mostly stopped bleeding. I was a bit amused that before I filled out the paperwork with blood leaking all over the floor-I walked in.
On the way out they insisted I leave in a wheelchair-I think they said it was INSURANCE REGULATIONS.
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