Omelet wrote:

> In article >,
> flitterbit > wrote:
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>>>>They fortunately agreed to stop administering the drug, all delusions
>>>>stopped, and stepdad's still alive and kicking four years later.
>>>
>>>I am so glad for you that you did that... :-)
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>>We're just fortunate that someone left the medication text out in the
>>open, that we saw it, and were allowed to read it
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> I often like to read my own charts at the doc's office. <g>
> It's "enlightening".

Many moons ago I took a bad fall while waterskiing and wound up needing
surgical repair of a hernia. I'd had a pre-op hypo, which was pretty
much like 6 margaritas all at once, and as the attendant was taking me
down to the OR I sat up indian-style on the gurney, grabbed my chart off
of the end of it and began flipping through it. The attendant was
alarmed and told me I wasn't supposed to be reading that, and to give it
back. I remember telling him something like, if he wanted it back he
could try to take it, but I *might* scream. Poor guy. I'm quite sure
they didn't pay him enough for that kind of nonsense.

The last thing I remember is the surgeon and the OR nurse (both short
people), trying to drag me onto the table with arms and legs flopping
everywhere, as I was too far gone to be of much help, and hearing the
doctor demanding, "Who gave her that goddamned shot, she's too big for
this kind of crap".

I gave the surgeon a major ration of shit about that comment the next
day, and he was really embarrassed that I'd not only heard but
remembered it. I remembered it because it ****ed me off. I was 5'11"
and 155 pounds at the time, hardly into the realm of "heap big woman".