Homeless Again…
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So I had to leave the Swedish Medical Center without any antibiotics to cure my Chlamydia which was at the fatal stage. Chlamydia can kill you when the source is still active. I know from personal experience in having it. I could have died from it but I survived that too and I have a much more in-depth knowledge of it and more.)
Back at the Group Health Hospital…
After sitting in the waiting room for about over an hour they finally called me back into one of the medical examine rooms. In the first examine room there were, "I think", 2 nurses in there. They ask me some questions about what I was there for, gave me a 600 milligram ibuprofen tablet, and took my vital signs (temperature, pulse, and blood pressure). Even though I was half dead, had pneumonia for two weeks, a broken bone in my chest, and was a bit out of shape from living under constant electronic oppression, duress, and harassment in that crap hole apartment at the Frye Apartments I was still in my usual manliness. So, after the nurse took my temperature and blood pressure I said to her, something like, "I'm still in good shape right". Then she looked at me kind of like my vital signs were really that bad, as if I really were about half dead. She didn't say or tell me what they were actually, but I didn't actually ask her directly or push the issue anyway, because I almost didn't really want to know anyhow. I didn't feel like I was going to die from whatever my vital signs were, I was only concerned about the broken bone in my chest and whether or not that might kill me. After that, they sent me to another room across the hall to wait to be seen by the doctor.
I was only in the other room for probably about 10 minutes before the doctor finally came in. He ask me a few questions about what was my ailment.
I don't recall all of the questions he ask me, but he seemed to be in a fairly professional character. I did tell him that I had a broken, ruptured bone in my chest.
After he finished asking me questions about my ailment, he then asked me what kind of treatment I wanted. "? Why is the doctor asking me what the treatment should be". He was talking to me as if I were some kind of a poor person and he was concerned about me financially, so he was asking me what kind of treatment I wanted, so as to save me some money on the medical bills. He actually had the nerve to ask me if a wanted X rays. I told him I had a broken bone in my chest and he wanted to know if I wanted X rays.
X rays would be the standard procedure for anyone with a broken bone, so I said, "of course I want X rays". (daaaaaa)
So he sent me downstairs to the X ray room and I had two X rays of my chest taken. The X rays were developed rather quickly and the X ray technician said something about needing surgery. He didn't say it to me directly, but more in kind of a probable way. It is a little hard to explain. Then I had to go back upstairs to the examine room and wait for the doctor to show me the X rays and go over them.
I went back up to the examine room and waited probably about 5 or 10 minutes for the doctor to come in. He pretended the X rays would be on the computer monitor that was in the room in a couple of minutes or so. Then he acted like he tried to get the X rays to show up on the computer monitor but they didn't. Then he acted like the computer system was malfunctioning or something.