First off....for the seventeen plus years I have been a member of LPSG, I have from time to time posted about a few of my past experiences with doctors and nurses and in hospitals.
Two things happened just recently...about two weeks ago I had another experience in a big medical building (not involving any medical staff)....and earlier today someone, a new member, wrote me a note...which is nearly a daily occurrence...but before I responded, I looked at their profile and saw they were viewing a post of mine from several years ago about an event that happened to me in an overnight stay in a hospital.
So those two events....made me think I should start a new blog entry about some of my experiences with the medical folks who have entered and crossed in and out of my life.
I will post here a previous post I made...and soon I will go back and edit this blog and repost some of my other experiences....
I hope this helps the readers and those who from time to time ask me about this or that experience I have shared....I hope you enjoy reading it.
I posted this in 2017...and I will edit and clean it up to make it more readable:
"This is one of only two threads I have ever started on lpsg (the first was when I first joined lpsg), so please forgive me if you think I posted this in the wrong forum.
This was a news story where I just saw the link. Apparently a lot of the nurses (another story I saw said "dozens") and other medical staff made a point of "lifting the sheets" to see the patients genitalia while he was still alive but "incapacitated"...aka unconscious. The five nurses that got suspended did the "take a peek" after the patient had died and was in the morgue in a body bag.
I doubt that they did this for someone small....so the opposite is more likely.
http://kdvr.com/2017/09/05/5-nurses...alth-after-opening-body-bag-to-view-genitals/
The article struck a cord with me because of a few experiences I had in hospitals.
One experience in particular way back in the late 1990s...
I had been having some medical symptoms and the doctors agreed they needed to do a procedure on me to send a tiny camera, on a wire...up inside my body to have a look around at my heart and other organs...so I checked in to one of the largest hospitals in the metroplex for this procedure...which would require an overnight stay....and since the mortality rate on this procedure was, as I was told, about 3-4 percent....the problem was "bleeding out" by accident after the procedure as the femoral artery would be opened up for this procedure....I would need full time, present, specially trained emergency nurse care....to monitor me every second while I recovered and my body closed the opening in my femoral artery.
During the procedure I was nominally "awake", mostly except for some in and out sleeping...II was sedated to keep me still and "quiet"...and I was strapped down to prevent my inadvertent movement... but "incapacitated" as I could not move for the very real fear by the surgeons of having the repair to my femoral artery rupture and I quickly, within seconds... bleed out....hence the 3-4 percent mortality rate for the procedure.
After the procedure, on doctors orders and apparently it was protocol that I and my leg/repair/femoral artery be constantly monitored.
So the protocol was that nurses took turns staying with me all that afternoon and all night to ensure I stayed still and the repair to my femoral artery did not rupture.
This "adventure"...It all started when I checked in for the medical procedure and during pre-op procedures I had to remove all clothing and put on a gown and then the pre-op nursing staff had to shave parts of my body to be "clean" for the procedure... I was shaved from naval to knees....and that caused shocked looks and a general stir and stares and whispered talk then from the several nurses and other staff in the pre-op area.
And after the medical procedure was over... after I was moved from post op recovery to a private room...all that mid-day and then afternoon, all evening, and all night long I had nurses and others on staff come by to "check" on me and the different nurses taking turns watching my leg/upper thigh which was all of my lower body was exposed. More than three shifts of the medical center on duty staff...was I in my recovery room....and I guess the "word"...the "gossip"...had quickly spread...
They...it seemed like just anyone at all...all they had to do was just had to walk in to the room...there was no "lifting" of sheets or anything required....I was nude and exposed from just above my navel to my feet...
I have no idea how many "visitors" I had from the hospital medical staff, I was not counting, but medical folks walked in that afternoon and especially all through the night, but it was easily a lot....some came by several times as I recall to "check on me" or "check on" the various nurses and others who were actually watching the clamp on my leg...and they all lingered and stared. This happened literally all that day and all evening and then all night long and in to the next day when my doctor came by and examined me and then pronounced he was going to send me home with the instructions to not do this or that activity until he saw me a few days later in his office for a followup.
And after I was released from medical center/hospital...it took a month or so, but I started getting calls from women, single, divorced, and married, (and men) who said they had "met" me while I was in the hospital and would I like to meet them for a drink or coffee of a meal as they thought I "seemed like a nice person/guy"....lol.
And some just told me that a "friend" of theirs had "met me" in the hospital and told them about me and that they thought we would have "things in common" so we should get together for a drink or meal.
And has I had no recollection of any one person in particular...maybe just vaguely one or two of the nurses who had sat watching me and my clamp and lower body....I had no idea who was who from the callers...none.
So....over time.... because I absolutely knew why they called....I did agree to meet some, if not most....of the women callers...just for a cup of coffee or soft drink or something....just to see if I had any attraction at all to any of them....and after some chat and introductions and learning about them...IF I was attracted to them...AND IF something they had told me piqued my interest in them because of their interests and past experiences with other very endowed guys....I then asked the questions I, more or less, always ask anyone who is showing an interest in having me show them my birthday suit and letting them play with what I have.
And a few of the few guys that called me....a few of those told me they were married...and they wanted to bring their wife along to meet me...so for those few I also agreed as I had no idea who they were, but I kept an open mind on at least meeting them.
And of all the people I did meet...the far great majority of those times I did meet them...nothing more came of it other than a time spent in a public place having a cup of coffee or something and my learning about them...only a few times did anything more develop and I met them again or more than that initial, first time meeting."
Keep in mind....as I share this...28 June 2021...this was about...my best remembrance...about 22-24 years ago.
I have had some other experiences....so I will post them sometime in the future....hopefully soon.
Two things happened just recently...about two weeks ago I had another experience in a big medical building (not involving any medical staff)....and earlier today someone, a new member, wrote me a note...which is nearly a daily occurrence...but before I responded, I looked at their profile and saw they were viewing a post of mine from several years ago about an event that happened to me in an overnight stay in a hospital.
So those two events....made me think I should start a new blog entry about some of my experiences with the medical folks who have entered and crossed in and out of my life.
I will post here a previous post I made...and soon I will go back and edit this blog and repost some of my other experiences....
I hope this helps the readers and those who from time to time ask me about this or that experience I have shared....I hope you enjoy reading it.
I posted this in 2017...and I will edit and clean it up to make it more readable:
"This is one of only two threads I have ever started on lpsg (the first was when I first joined lpsg), so please forgive me if you think I posted this in the wrong forum.
This was a news story where I just saw the link. Apparently a lot of the nurses (another story I saw said "dozens") and other medical staff made a point of "lifting the sheets" to see the patients genitalia while he was still alive but "incapacitated"...aka unconscious. The five nurses that got suspended did the "take a peek" after the patient had died and was in the morgue in a body bag.
I doubt that they did this for someone small....so the opposite is more likely.
http://kdvr.com/2017/09/05/5-nurses...alth-after-opening-body-bag-to-view-genitals/
The article struck a cord with me because of a few experiences I had in hospitals.
One experience in particular way back in the late 1990s...
I had been having some medical symptoms and the doctors agreed they needed to do a procedure on me to send a tiny camera, on a wire...up inside my body to have a look around at my heart and other organs...so I checked in to one of the largest hospitals in the metroplex for this procedure...which would require an overnight stay....and since the mortality rate on this procedure was, as I was told, about 3-4 percent....the problem was "bleeding out" by accident after the procedure as the femoral artery would be opened up for this procedure....I would need full time, present, specially trained emergency nurse care....to monitor me every second while I recovered and my body closed the opening in my femoral artery.
During the procedure I was nominally "awake", mostly except for some in and out sleeping...II was sedated to keep me still and "quiet"...and I was strapped down to prevent my inadvertent movement... but "incapacitated" as I could not move for the very real fear by the surgeons of having the repair to my femoral artery rupture and I quickly, within seconds... bleed out....hence the 3-4 percent mortality rate for the procedure.
After the procedure, on doctors orders and apparently it was protocol that I and my leg/repair/femoral artery be constantly monitored.
So the protocol was that nurses took turns staying with me all that afternoon and all night to ensure I stayed still and the repair to my femoral artery did not rupture.
This "adventure"...It all started when I checked in for the medical procedure and during pre-op procedures I had to remove all clothing and put on a gown and then the pre-op nursing staff had to shave parts of my body to be "clean" for the procedure... I was shaved from naval to knees....and that caused shocked looks and a general stir and stares and whispered talk then from the several nurses and other staff in the pre-op area.
And after the medical procedure was over... after I was moved from post op recovery to a private room...all that mid-day and then afternoon, all evening, and all night long I had nurses and others on staff come by to "check" on me and the different nurses taking turns watching my leg/upper thigh which was all of my lower body was exposed. More than three shifts of the medical center on duty staff...was I in my recovery room....and I guess the "word"...the "gossip"...had quickly spread...
They...it seemed like just anyone at all...all they had to do was just had to walk in to the room...there was no "lifting" of sheets or anything required....I was nude and exposed from just above my navel to my feet...
I have no idea how many "visitors" I had from the hospital medical staff, I was not counting, but medical folks walked in that afternoon and especially all through the night, but it was easily a lot....some came by several times as I recall to "check on me" or "check on" the various nurses and others who were actually watching the clamp on my leg...and they all lingered and stared. This happened literally all that day and all evening and then all night long and in to the next day when my doctor came by and examined me and then pronounced he was going to send me home with the instructions to not do this or that activity until he saw me a few days later in his office for a followup.
And after I was released from medical center/hospital...it took a month or so, but I started getting calls from women, single, divorced, and married, (and men) who said they had "met" me while I was in the hospital and would I like to meet them for a drink or coffee of a meal as they thought I "seemed like a nice person/guy"....lol.
And some just told me that a "friend" of theirs had "met me" in the hospital and told them about me and that they thought we would have "things in common" so we should get together for a drink or meal.
And has I had no recollection of any one person in particular...maybe just vaguely one or two of the nurses who had sat watching me and my clamp and lower body....I had no idea who was who from the callers...none.
So....over time.... because I absolutely knew why they called....I did agree to meet some, if not most....of the women callers...just for a cup of coffee or soft drink or something....just to see if I had any attraction at all to any of them....and after some chat and introductions and learning about them...IF I was attracted to them...AND IF something they had told me piqued my interest in them because of their interests and past experiences with other very endowed guys....I then asked the questions I, more or less, always ask anyone who is showing an interest in having me show them my birthday suit and letting them play with what I have.
And a few of the few guys that called me....a few of those told me they were married...and they wanted to bring their wife along to meet me...so for those few I also agreed as I had no idea who they were, but I kept an open mind on at least meeting them.
And of all the people I did meet...the far great majority of those times I did meet them...nothing more came of it other than a time spent in a public place having a cup of coffee or something and my learning about them...only a few times did anything more develop and I met them again or more than that initial, first time meeting."
Keep in mind....as I share this...28 June 2021...this was about...my best remembrance...about 22-24 years ago.
I have had some other experiences....so I will post them sometime in the future....hopefully soon.