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yep, he's right folks, I know first hand. I had an acromioplasty on my right shoulder done on base last June which went oh so wrong. First, it was supposed to be arthroscopic but the scope didn't work and the back up scope was out being fixed. So he decided to open it up and apparently didn't do a very good job of smooothing, or it could have scarred I'm not sure which yet. Then I had the worst stitch job ever, the skin was folded over all crapily and it was so tight the stitch starting going through the skin. It was so bad I was contemplating ripping it out and let it heal together on it's own, maybe use some athletic tape to try to hold it together. (looking back I wish I had) After my surgery I had a little less than two months to heal before returning to heavy lifting and maintenance.(F-16 crew chief) It also never really felt better in the first place but my doctor told me "well, it might still be hurting you for 6 months after surgery so just go with it" yeah.... So here I am 6 months after surgery STILL having to work because my supervisors tell me "we're all hurt" and my shoulder being worse than it was before the surgery. Keep in mind it's been well over a year since I originally hurt it.
oh one other gem of a story I have:
A while ago I got really sick and should have gone in to see the doctor but waited too long. When I finally went in to see him he gave me some antibiotics and decided to do a chest x-ray just in case. I got a call the next day to come in and they told me that there appears to be a malignant area in one of my lungs, I forget which. So, in usual military fashion, I was put in for a catscan but had to wait 4 weeks. yep. Oh, and I was working the entire time of course.
So here I am with 5 months left, body destroyed, depressed and aggitated beyond belief that it's safe to say, the Air Force and all the military for that matter can fornicate itself with a rusty metal rod and no child of mine will EVER enlist.
One more thing, I'm not an exception, I'm more of the rule because every single person I've known that has gotten hurt, sick, operated on has turned out the worse.
oh one other gem of a story I have:
A while ago I got really sick and should have gone in to see the doctor but waited too long. When I finally went in to see him he gave me some antibiotics and decided to do a chest x-ray just in case. I got a call the next day to come in and they told me that there appears to be a malignant area in one of my lungs, I forget which. So, in usual military fashion, I was put in for a catscan but had to wait 4 weeks. yep. Oh, and I was working the entire time of course.
So here I am with 5 months left, body destroyed, depressed and aggitated beyond belief that it's safe to say, the Air Force and all the military for that matter can fornicate itself with a rusty metal rod and no child of mine will EVER enlist.
One more thing, I'm not an exception, I'm more of the rule because every single person I've known that has gotten hurt, sick, operated on has turned out the worse.