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From: ex_misschili604 Date: August 22nd, 2004 11:43 pm (UTC) (base camp)
Yipe. Did they stitch him up at Chirurgeon's Point? Even in the best of times, that doesn't seem much better than a Civil War-era field hospital. Or did he get to pay a visit to Butler General, and they left the dirt in the wound?
tashabear From: tashabear Date: August 22nd, 2004 11:56 pm (UTC) (base camp)
At the Point. But you'd think a doctor would know enough to thoroughly irrigate and clean the wound so she could see the bottom. I realize that they were busy (and in one instance I know why, but cannot talk about it), but I have that nagging fear that they smelled the booze and saw the puke (I'm told he threw up twice, but that could easily be a reaction to a blow to the head) and perhaps weren't as conscientious as they could have been, thinking it was a self-inflicted wound (ie, he was falling-down drunk).

I'm torn between being enraged that they'd hurt him with their negligence and weak with gratitude that they found him before he could get hypothermic or run over by a car or something.
cellio From: cellio Date: August 23rd, 2004 02:01 pm (UTC) (base camp)
I didn't realize they did even minor surgery at the point. I thought for anything more than band-aids, sprains, and sunburn, they made you go to the hospital -- because most chirurgeons aren't doctors, and it's not a hospital, and that's not what it's for. If I were a doctor, I sure as heck wouldn't agree to administer stitches under Pennsic conditions, liability waiver or no. It's just not clean enough, and I'd fear causing (or aiding) an infection.
tashabear From: tashabear Date: August 23rd, 2004 06:04 pm (UTC) (base camp)
I wish they had transported him. Goodness knows I could have gotten my ass there easily enough, and he would have been clean and dry and and properly looked after. Instead, he's now spending his second night in the hospital because some yabbo couldn't flush a wound properly.
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