When you find you have a deadly blood clot in your leg, where is the place you would go to save your life? That's right, all of you were thinking the same thing, Evanston Regional Hospital.
Father went on a four mile hike up hill Friday morning. When he got home his leg was a little swollen. We called some people and all advice was "GET TO THE HOSPITAL" as blood clots are very dangerous. Well the Evanston doctors said they would be more than happy to look at it Monday...when he's dead. So a doctor who works in Kemmerer did his magic in Evanston and got my dad in. He has been recieving nothing but great experiences ever since!
Sunday morning a hippie lady comes to take blood. She was wandering around, trying to get her hair out of her eyes. She then says "lets see if we can't get you over this pnemonia". My father says "I don't have pnemonia". "Well James, why are you in here?" "First off, my name isn't James." The good news is someone down the hall almost got to go home when my dads blood work came back clean of pnemonia! I just hate when I forget to check what patient I am working on!
I also love that my dad is hooked to a bunch of monitors that lead to no where. So when he feels like it, he just unhooks everything to go to the bathroom or move around. He could die and they wouldn't even know!
What is this?
If you didn't know it's okay, most of the staff at the hospital don't know either. It is hand sanitizer and it's really neat, you just take a pump and rub it on your hands and it disinfects germs. I also hear soap works pretty well too!
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