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Originally Posted by Jackitos
I hear that staying in Mexican hospitals is a tiny step up from Mexican prisons.
I was in 3 different hospitals down there. Yes, I can confirm that they are terrible. They refused to treat me until I wired them 20k US dollars. I had the heart attack at around 1 in the morning on a holiday weekend up here. Banks were closed. By the time I was able to get the money transfered and into the correct hands it was almost 72 hours. It took that long to get a stent put in. The damage done to my heart withing those 72 hours was pretty severe
Some fun memories of being in Mexican hostipals.
-I had an IV in my arm for 4 days. It was in my right arm. Everytime I would bend my right arm and beeping sound would go off and a nurse would have to come by and turn it off. Well, I was half asleep, have knocked out by all the drugs they were giving me and woke up to an nurse restraining/tying my arms to the metal rails on the bed. Freak me the **** out.
-The city I was in was kinda in the mountains, and pretty munch no one spoke English in the hospitals. So trying to communicate was nearly impossible since my Spanish was limited.
-The last night I was in the hospital I was moved out of ICU and into a normal room, which was the ****tiest room I had ever seen. Anyways, I had a friend bring me some clothes (they cut my clothes off of me at some point and thru the process of being transfered to different hospitals my clothes were lost). So I finally wanted to sleep with some clothes on and feel semi normal. So in order to put a shirt on they had to disconnect a part of the IV that was in my right arm. No big deal, right? Well later that evening I wake up from sleeping and feel a wet spot on the bed. At first I thought I pissed the bed but then I I see a ton of blood on my hand. They forgot to cap my IV after I put my shirt on lol. There was a pool of blood on the floor and on the bed. I get up and go out to the hallway and start yellling for a nurse. One finally shows up, wipes me down with a towel, changes the sheets, and then leaves.
Cliffs: Don't have a heart attack in Mexico