The jest of the story…..So my husband fell yesterday and split open his forehead. Taken to hospital. First they wouldn’t let me back there, said he was being triaged by Doctor and I could go back later. That’s never happened, I was always allowed back with him. (He went in by ambulance about 2 months ago so this is new protocol) Second he told me afterwards the first thing they did was ask if he’d had the Covid vax, and how many. He lied (he was afraid) and said he had the first two (he has not). They then kept asking him which one he took. He said he didn’t remember. He got stitched up and released, but this whole hospital thing has warped into some weird crap and I’m betting they are getting tons coming in and have a new protocols due to it all being vaxxed related.
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I ended up in emergency after a tumble off my bike last month (still don't know how that happened). This time (it's a habit...) I was was conscious by the time the ambulance arrived, and was able to climb in.
No one asked me about the jab. I probably would have lied too. They did let my wife into triage. We were surprised, being in Whitmer's land of covid tyranny. The doctor tried to get me in for a second (costly) MRI for what I told him was an old injury. He pushed, but I held firm. In the end I only suffered a minor concussion and some road rash, both of which have since cleared up.