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Great pics, but this was my favorite. I love this architecture style so much! Botanical gardens are always a good call.![]()
There was a cool domed building with desert plants in it.
If you re-arrange the letters, it almost says alpha alpha best.Phlapphla
I tried to run it through that but it refused to do anything. Apparently Google lens doesn't work great if your Internet connection isn't great. (The speed is fast, but the latency seems to be really bad sometimes.)Google lens says that's "Pavilion Yod"
Now that's been a few days, how's your GF holding up? Everything ok? Recovery on track? Hoping all is still well![]()
Glad to hear that!And to answer your actual question: everything went smoothly during the voice surgery, and she's recovering well from both besides the above debacle.
My professional curiosity wonders what the pills were. Some meds could help with pain/discomfort even while technically not being pain pills.Then after the surgery, they gave her a pharmacy full of meds and a sheet that explained what they all were and did. Guess what? NOT ONE SINGLE PAIN MED beyond a throat spray.
that’s concerningAfter aaaall that, the pharmacist FINALLY came with bottles of all her new meds plus bottles of the pain meds she was getting before, so now she has plenty and doesn't have to wait for the nurses to bring it 3x a day (assuming they even remember)
Time to buy a whiteboard and markers and make it a bit fun. Maybe also some earplugs so if she tries talking to you, you can just take out your earplugs, plug them in, and point at the whiteboardShe isn't allowed to talk for two weeks though! Wish me luck trying to get her to obey that.
Ah, she's a lot like me. I have a history of pain issues and have been placed on some kind of list at one chain of hospitals as someone likely to be looking for meds, so I don't ask, either. Not good I'm her case, a surgery like that...no, you need those meds!!If you're here for fun pictures or stories of Thailand, skip this post. It's long and ranty, though it does end on a high note.
It's been a rough couple of days. First, let me give you some context for this. (I'm going to use "she" to mean my girlfriend and "they" to mean any medical staff.) She has a crazy high pain tolerance, and is also terrible at advocating for herself. She's told me she doesn't like to ask for pain meds because she thinks they'll interpret it as drug seeking, even though she has no history of that sort of thing at all. There's also a serious language barrier, because most of the medical staff doesn't really know English and our Thai is even worse, so it's tough to convey things sometimes.
They made her dilate BEFORE surgery?? That's inhumane! You can't go shoving things up a freshly crafted vagina raw! I'm furious on both of your behalfs, holy shit. That's absolutely terrible!So, they quit giving her pain meds the day she had her voice surgery. I didn't even realize she hadn't taken them before the surgery (because you aren't supposed to eat or drink anything, of course) until the nurse came in to make sure she hadn't taken anything. Which happened after they made her dilate, even after she told them she'd had no pain meds that day. (Dilating involves sticking something up her freshly stitched up hoo-ha to stretch it to the right size. For hours.) Which explains why she suddenly seemed so miserable afterwards even though it'd been fine in the past.
Aww, I'm so sorry she's had to suffer so very muchI had to go to the nurse station and tell them, "hey, I get she can't ingest pills right now, but you have her hooked up to an IV for hydration. How about you administer some fucking pain meds with the fluids?!" Then the nurse came to see her and was all, "oh are you in pain?" Are you fucking kidding me lady?! They finally gave her an injection of something (they didn't even set up the IV so they could administer other stuff through it, sigh), and five minutes later, she was fine. Hours and hours of horrible pain that could've been avoided if they had just considered her situation for a minute.
Fucking hell. That's pure incompetence. Maybe, as @shortkut said something in there suppresses pain? Irrespective, I can't believe she had no pain meds. Ugh.Then after the surgery, they gave her a pharmacy full of meds and a sheet that explained what they all were and did. Guess what? NOT ONE SINGLE PAIN MED beyond a throat spray. Like, hello, do you think all her existing pain from the first surgery vanished because she had a second one?! So again I have to insist they bring her some and they act all surprised she needs it.
Just awful.The next morning, they completely forgot to bring any meds at all, so she went to get them from the nurse station herself. And what was missing yet again? Yep, pain meds. So I go out there and ask them, "can you please put her back on the pain meds she was on before this second surgery?!" And they say they have to ask the doctor, who is generally doing surgery, so of course it'll be hours.
Good, you did the right thing, 100%. Thank you for advocating for her. She should never have to grin and bear that, that is just 100% out of order.So I parked my ass on her hospital bed and worked on a jigsaw puzzle until they came in for the dilation, which at this point had become obvious they were going to try to do before sorting out the pain meds. The nurses and my girlfriend all tried to get me to move so they could do it, but I told them to fuck off and come back later when they had pain meds with them. Which they did (well, they fucked off, at least).
For some additional context: I reeeeally despise confrontation, and I know she doesn't like a fuss being made over her, regardless of how warranted it is. Plus I had spent the previous day running errands in a city where I can't read anything or talk to anybody and nobody (understandably) wants to deal with my foreign ass who has made my not knowing the local language everyone else's problem. Plus the obvious misery of seeing a loved one in pain and not being able to fix it. So by this point I was stressed the fuck out.
A few hours later, the doctor finally comes in to talk, and luckily says it's totally fine for her to have the pain meds again (yay!) and the pharmacist will be by later with them (which turned out to be hours later, siiiigh).
Aww, hon. She's a trooper, but she has to learn to let others help her. I understand her type, for sure.The doctor also wanted us to move into a fresh room so we'd be in a clean environment after her surgery (I kinda got the impression this was a gentle way of saying we're slobs because we leave our clothes everywhere, rofl). No problem, except we had a lot of stuff to pack and move, and she really needed to rest and was refusing to let me do it all. I had to sneakily grab the heavy bags so she wouldn't carry them to the new room. We couldn't get them all in one trip, and she insisted on helping to get the rest, to the point where I had to yell at her to go rest and physically push her back into the new room. (She later relayed this to her wife, who found it hilarious, because my GF can easily pick me up and I can't even open the water bottles here.)
Did I mention I hate confrontation?! Girl, go sit your ass down, you just had two surgeries, you got dizzy earlier getting water, why are you fighting me on this? God damn she is stubborn.
YayAfter aaaall that, the pharmacist FINALLY came with bottles of all her new meds plus bottles of the pain meds she was getting before, so now she has plenty and doesn't have to wait for the nurses to bring it 3x a day (assuming they even remember).
Lol, she really is something! Able to do that after so much!The other good news is the new room is on a higher floor so the view is even better. I'll post some pics of that and some other things we did in a bit. That crazy woman made me walk around a giant mall for hours. I was exhausted, idk how she was even upright.
The not talking part is what I would struggle with, lol, but it's so important she doesn't, she needs to let her vocal cords heal!And to answer your actual question: everything went smoothly during the voice surgery, and she's recovering well from both besides the above debacle. She isn't allowed to talk for two weeks though! Wish me luck trying to get her to obey that... I think I'll go to the beach today so she can't talk to me.![]()
Here's the sheet they gave us. The throat spray just says anti inflammatory and is also a painkiller so maybe that's true of one of the pills too. I'm not familiar with them and haven't googled them.My professional curiosity wonders what the pills were. Some meds could help with pain/discomfort even while technically not being pain pills.
Which part is concerning?that’s concerning
I did get a white board and she sometimes uses it. The ear plugs is a good idea, I might have to do that.Time to buy a whiteboard and markers and make it a bit fun. Maybe also some earplugs so if she tries talking to you, you can just take out your earplugs, plug them in, and point at the whiteboard![]()
Thanks for that. I was starting to feel like I was over reacting.Good, you did the right thing, 100%. Thank you for advocating for her. She should never have to grin and bear that, that is just 100% out of order.
etoricoxib is a strong NSAID (better than mobic/meloxicam for prescription or ibuprofen and aleve for OTC)Here's the sheet they gave us. The throat spray just says anti inflammatory and is also a painkiller so maybe that's true of one of the pills too. I'm not familiar with them and haven't googled them.
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The pain meds not listed are paracetamol (which is just Tylenol IIRC) and tramadol. I'm not sure how common it is since tramadol is supposedly not habit forming, but I've been on it before and was cut off of it cold turkey, and the withdrawal symptoms were awful for me.
Leaving her with the bottleWhich part is concerning?
She wasn't getting the Tylenol and tramadol, that's what they stopped giving her, but good to know about the etoricoxib.etoricoxib is a strong NSAID (better than mobic/meloxicam for prescription or ibuprofen and aleve for OTC)
Prednisone could also reduce the pain if, as expected, it is caused by a lot of inflammation.
Tramadol is a strong painkiller.
She was on 3-4 (counting the Tylenol) pain relievers
Why? You worried she'll take it too often? She won't.Leaving her with the bottle
I was referring to it being a concerning practice, not that I’m concerned for her ability to follow directionsWhy? You worried she'll take it too often? She won'
No, you didn't overreact at all, I can only wish I had someone like you in my corner at times!Thanks for that. I was starting to feel like I was over reacting.
I'll post pics shortly. She took some and I need to get her to send them to me first.
Why is it more concerning than filling a 30 day supply at a pharmacy? It was maybe a week's worth.I was referring to it being a concerning practice, not that I’m concerned for her ability to follow directions
Aww, your outfit, so cute!!Everything was very colorful (I guess you get to see a picture with both me and Eevee).
lol, Dawnie Darko?This thing scared the shit out of me.
...what the fxxk?Imagine seeing this in a Macy's.
Thanks! I got the pants at the same market with the snacks. They only cost a couple of bucks! It's so hard to find fun clothing in Oregon.Aww, your outfit, so cute!!
They're perfect with that belt, and you look great in themThanks! I got the pants at the same market with the snacks. They only cost a couple of bucks! It's so hard to find fun clothing in Oregon.
Even the money is colorful.
Hospitals are supposed to be controlled environments. Sometimes it is important to know exactly when a med was given.Why is it more concerning than filling a 30 day supply at a pharmacy? It was maybe a week's worth.
Eh I think it's not a big deal in this case. Some meds get taken with meals, and we're not eating hospital-provided food except breakfast. If we were in the USA, she would be at home at this point anyway. Don't worry, despite my complaints about the painkillers, the care has been really great overall. I think it's just uncommon to have those two procedures done so close together and they didn't think through the pain management for both together.Hospitals are supposed to be controlled environments. Sometimes it is important to know exactly when a med was given.
Yeah! You can't really go wrong by picking something marked as a park/recreation area. I want to go to the city center and walk around a bit to find some unexpected fun stuff over there, too (we're on the very edge of Bangkok).Shit like this is why I love travelling places like SEA. You never know what you'll get until you actually arrive at many places.
If I'd remembered to bring my bug spray, I probably would've gone over to that other route and tried to jump the gap or use the rail or something to get over. The damn things were really going after me though, and I didn't feel like being itchy all over for a week.Poorly maintained trails are more fun and exciting than well-maintained ones, IMO![]()
Ewww! And I thought the dead rats and probable human poo in Portland were bad.Litter in SEA is atrocious though. The picture you posted probably doesn't do it any justice because it can get very bad. Worst I've ever seen was a small city in Ethiopia though. There was even a severed goat leg sticking up from the mud and the most awful, ungodly smell wafting from the river bank as people bathed in the water which ran through heaps of trash.
This is one thing that really annoys me about the third world. There's no care or awareness about trash problems. In many places they'll give you a full-sized plastic bag if you buy a stick of gum, and look at you like you have five eyes and three tits if you turn it down.There's so much plastic used here in general. Pretty much everything is individually plastic wrapped (even cookies in a package of cookies), all containers from the store (like hot sauce, sunscreen, etc) are completely wrapped in plastic, towels and drinks from the hospital are plastic wrapped (maybe that one is just a hospital thing), vendors will take things from your hands to put them in a plastic bag even if you're already holding a reusable bag, etc. I already feel guilty about the amount of plastic I typically use, so it's driving me a bit crazy. I haven't seen a single recycling can either.
I mean jelly drinks are basically boba but not using a sort of tea as the base.Jelly drinks are gnarly. Who wants the feel of giant goopy chunks when drinking? Gross.
See if you can find some Pocari Sweat. That shit rules.
I didn't really understand this post and I think I never want to.I mean jelly drinks are basically boba but not using a sort of tea as the base.
You get even get boba with grass jelly instead of the pearls. It's not bad, but I prefer other things. I also wouldn't want it in a can lol.
I didn't really understand this post and I think I never want to.
Bubble tea is good. I don't get to drink it very often, but I like it FWIW.But really you've never had boba tea before? I mean I'm married to a Taiwanese woman so I've obviously had it a bunch, but I definitely had it before meeting her (though the quality was worse because I didn't know what I was doing).
That's my main problem with it. With boba tea you have thick straws to make it easy to get into your face-hole, but with a can, the jelly chunks all dam up the opening of the can and make it hard to drink. It's just annoying.I also wouldn't want it in a can lol.
Yeah that makes sense.That's my main problem with it. With boba tea you have thick straws to make it easy to get into your face-hole, but with a can, the jelly chunks all dam up the opening of the can and make it hard to drink. It's just annoying.