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<font color="green">I'm not a good swimmer, but I
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Last week my husband took a day off work to have some medical tests done. ( I need a kidney transplant and he is being tested as a possible donor )
Late in the afternoon we decided to go to the mall to get Christmas cards. Once we found some we stopped at a restaurant to have an early dinner. I ordered the soup and salad bar.
On my fourth bite of salad I felt like something had impaled my tongue. I moved the food around in my mouth, but everything seemed normal so I figured it had just been a hard piece of crouton.
Just then the waitress brought my soup, so I moved my salad to one side. All of a sudden my husband gasped and said my tongue was all red. I opened my mouth and blood came gushing out and down the front of my sweater.
I quickly went to the washroom to avoid a scene. I was unable to stop the bleeding. Two waitresses, the asst manager and the manager all join me. They bring me water and ice and wet towels. The mess I am making is incredible. Turns out I had lacerated one of the veins under my tongue.
After about 15 minutes the bleeding slows down enough for me to leave, which is all I wanted to do. But of course husband ( rightly ) insists we go to the ER.
They usually don't stitch up a tongue, but they did trim off the jagged edge. And they took x rays. Gave me penicillin. And told me to go home and wait for whatever cut me to come out the other end. Such a pleasant thought considering what it did going in.
The next day the restaurant's insurance company contacts me and what they want to know is, has this happened to me before.
Even though I was as pleasant as possible throughout the whole ordeal, and never attempted to blame anyone, they went on the defensive right away.
Oh, and they did offer to pay the $24 co-pay I was charged at the hospital.
Late in the afternoon we decided to go to the mall to get Christmas cards. Once we found some we stopped at a restaurant to have an early dinner. I ordered the soup and salad bar.
On my fourth bite of salad I felt like something had impaled my tongue. I moved the food around in my mouth, but everything seemed normal so I figured it had just been a hard piece of crouton.
Just then the waitress brought my soup, so I moved my salad to one side. All of a sudden my husband gasped and said my tongue was all red. I opened my mouth and blood came gushing out and down the front of my sweater.
I quickly went to the washroom to avoid a scene. I was unable to stop the bleeding. Two waitresses, the asst manager and the manager all join me. They bring me water and ice and wet towels. The mess I am making is incredible. Turns out I had lacerated one of the veins under my tongue.
After about 15 minutes the bleeding slows down enough for me to leave, which is all I wanted to do. But of course husband ( rightly ) insists we go to the ER.
They usually don't stitch up a tongue, but they did trim off the jagged edge. And they took x rays. Gave me penicillin. And told me to go home and wait for whatever cut me to come out the other end. Such a pleasant thought considering what it did going in.
The next day the restaurant's insurance company contacts me and what they want to know is, has this happened to me before.
Even though I was as pleasant as possible throughout the whole ordeal, and never attempted to blame anyone, they went on the defensive right away.
Oh, and they did offer to pay the $24 co-pay I was charged at the hospital.
, I'm not able to delete it!!
