First night of vacation. A story.
(10:14:56 PM) Soup: First day I get there
(10:15:05 PM) Soup: we're pulling up to the condo we're staying at
(10:15:08 PM) Soup: and I yawn
(10:15:17 PM) Soup: and then my jaw just pops out of place
(10:15:40 PM) Soup: I think it's my TMJ acting up so I'm trying to rub the muscles 'til they ease up
(10:15:45 PM) Soup: But it's not working at all
(10:15:57 PM) Soup: So I take one of my mom's muscle relaxers
(10:16:22 PM) Soup: Well, after an hour of no progress being made, we decide, "well shit. Time for an emergency room visit."
(10:16:28 PM) Soup: I'm freaking out at this point
(10:16:54 PM) Soup: I mean, I'm keeping my composure, but I'm really hoping I'm not gonna have some quack try to cut me open or something
(10:17:24 PM) Soup: So we don't know where the nearest doctor is that would be good for something like this
(10:17:46 PM) Soup: My sister actually comes up with the idea of calling the owner of the condo and asking
(10:17:54 PM) Soup: So she tells us to go to Scripps
(10:18:10 PM) Soup: we get there, and the emergency room nurse is asking me all sorts of questions
(10:18:33 PM) Soup: All of which I am completely incapable of coherently answering because my fucking jaw is popped out and I can't move it.
(10:18:49 PM) Soup: Eventually, they sort of figure out what's up.
(10:19:10 PM) Soup: I end up in this little triage room I'm pretty sure they use for childbirth
(10:19:27 PM) Soup: and, you know, pregnant medicine
(10:19:35 PM) Soup: That sorta thing
(10:19:41 PM) Soup: I guess the actual ER was full
(10:19:48 PM) Soup: I'm waiting for a while
(10:20:05 PM) Soup: after about another hour from when I left the condo, they finally get to me
(10:20:11 PM) Soup: Which is impressive, actually
(10:20:17 PM) Soup: This nurse walks up
(10:20:30 PM) Soup: "Hi, I'm Brian. I'll be your doctor... I mean, I'm not a doctor."
(10:20:38 PM) Soup: I'm getting scared of this guy
(10:20:44 PM) Soup: he seems a little... overzealous
(10:21:12 PM) Soup: Anyway, the real doctor comes over, tells me my jaw is straight-up dislocated
(10:21:49 PM) Soup: and Brian, the nurse who doesn't know his fucking place is all like "we should take an X-ray."
(10:22:08 PM) Soup: The doctor shoots down this idea, and he's just like... "but I like taking X-rays..." Real disappointed like
(10:22:17 PM) Soup: So he leaves. I don't know where he's going.
(10:22:35 PM) Soup: the doctor pulls another doctor aside, and they discuss how best to deal with this situation
(10:23:03 PM) Soup: The doctor wraps her thumbs in gauze and just sticks 'em in my mouth and kinda pushes it back. Real slow. Doesn't hurt a bit
(10:23:08 PM) Soup: and my jaw pops back into place
(10:23:27 PM) Soup: Brian comes back with two syringes. "Yeah. I brought some vicodin and morphine. I wasn't sure if we'd need 'em or not..."
(10:23:51 PM) Soup: Needless to say, I declined both and let them take my vitals and got out of there.
(10:24:02 PM) Soup: That was my first night of vacation.
(10:15:05 PM) Soup: we're pulling up to the condo we're staying at
(10:15:08 PM) Soup: and I yawn
(10:15:17 PM) Soup: and then my jaw just pops out of place
(10:15:40 PM) Soup: I think it's my TMJ acting up so I'm trying to rub the muscles 'til they ease up
(10:15:45 PM) Soup: But it's not working at all
(10:15:57 PM) Soup: So I take one of my mom's muscle relaxers
(10:16:22 PM) Soup: Well, after an hour of no progress being made, we decide, "well shit. Time for an emergency room visit."
(10:16:28 PM) Soup: I'm freaking out at this point
(10:16:54 PM) Soup: I mean, I'm keeping my composure, but I'm really hoping I'm not gonna have some quack try to cut me open or something
(10:17:24 PM) Soup: So we don't know where the nearest doctor is that would be good for something like this
(10:17:46 PM) Soup: My sister actually comes up with the idea of calling the owner of the condo and asking
(10:17:54 PM) Soup: So she tells us to go to Scripps
(10:18:10 PM) Soup: we get there, and the emergency room nurse is asking me all sorts of questions
(10:18:33 PM) Soup: All of which I am completely incapable of coherently answering because my fucking jaw is popped out and I can't move it.
(10:18:49 PM) Soup: Eventually, they sort of figure out what's up.
(10:19:10 PM) Soup: I end up in this little triage room I'm pretty sure they use for childbirth
(10:19:27 PM) Soup: and, you know, pregnant medicine
(10:19:35 PM) Soup: That sorta thing
(10:19:41 PM) Soup: I guess the actual ER was full
(10:19:48 PM) Soup: I'm waiting for a while
(10:20:05 PM) Soup: after about another hour from when I left the condo, they finally get to me
(10:20:11 PM) Soup: Which is impressive, actually
(10:20:17 PM) Soup: This nurse walks up
(10:20:30 PM) Soup: "Hi, I'm Brian. I'll be your doctor... I mean, I'm not a doctor."
(10:20:38 PM) Soup: I'm getting scared of this guy
(10:20:44 PM) Soup: he seems a little... overzealous
(10:21:12 PM) Soup: Anyway, the real doctor comes over, tells me my jaw is straight-up dislocated
(10:21:49 PM) Soup: and Brian, the nurse who doesn't know his fucking place is all like "we should take an X-ray."
(10:22:08 PM) Soup: The doctor shoots down this idea, and he's just like... "but I like taking X-rays..." Real disappointed like
(10:22:17 PM) Soup: So he leaves. I don't know where he's going.
(10:22:35 PM) Soup: the doctor pulls another doctor aside, and they discuss how best to deal with this situation
(10:23:03 PM) Soup: The doctor wraps her thumbs in gauze and just sticks 'em in my mouth and kinda pushes it back. Real slow. Doesn't hurt a bit
(10:23:08 PM) Soup: and my jaw pops back into place
(10:23:27 PM) Soup: Brian comes back with two syringes. "Yeah. I brought some vicodin and morphine. I wasn't sure if we'd need 'em or not..."
(10:23:51 PM) Soup: Needless to say, I declined both and let them take my vitals and got out of there.
(10:24:02 PM) Soup: That was my first night of vacation.