Bonus hangover removal
Well, I may have rambled on about these events before, but I generally have more than one reason to be thankful for the NHS, and despite the fact that they may also have had some mighty problems, they have been fairly good to me so am generally in favour of giving the people who work pretty hard for them a chance.

When I was 18, I had issues with mighty difficult things such as 'standing up', 'laughing', 'moving' and 'sleeping' without blinding head pain and copious vomiting. For around three months. Fun. Then there was the day when I couldn't speak, which is quite possibly the scariest thing to happen to me (trust me, it's not like losing your voice, when you can formulate thoughts in your head, but all that comes out of your mouth is incomprehensible nonsense, it's not nice for you or those around you).

So eventually they figured out it wasn't migraines and got me in for an MRI which revealed massive pressure in my head and which required some fairly necessary neurosurgery quick sharp. So for the following three weeks, instead of doing my A-Levels I spent my time having various things drilled into my skull, varying pipes plumbed into my brain and so forth. And some of the people who did this were working epic twelve hour shifts yet still found the time to make sure that I (being the youngest person in the ward) had a telly to keep me occupied, took the time to wash and dry my hair after it had been left for a week after surgery (clotted blood - not a good look) and also make sure surgeons did not shave off all my hair before thevarying brain prodding incidents (I had a cool old school Sindy doll sort of hair going on - eg a flap of hair at the top, but nothing underneath, a kind of long comb over). That may make me sound somewhat vain, but it was an unasked for gesture which did seem a kindly gesture for a somewhat shy eighteen year old whose world was suddenly going a bit mental.

And speaking of the nice surgeon types - one of them did the most painless blood test I have ever had, and they also seemed to manage th genius trick of saving me from hangover headaches, which wa an added bonus. Don't think it was actually their main priority, but since then I have seemed to avoid the headaches (and this is not for want of alcohol consumption on the night before either).

SO (apologies for length, lack of funny and general rambliness), but A) the NHS have kept me alive, and I have the joy of regular MRI MOTs, and B) they stopped evil hangover headaches. So in my book they win.
(Picotee, Thu 11 Mar 2010, 19:33, 1 reply)

There's an operation to prevent hangovers?
How does that work?
( idonthaveafunnynickname Drink-Aware? Sure. I'm aware I want another drink., Fri 12 Mar 2010, 2:40, closed)