How many times have you been taken to the emergency room, etc., by ambulance or other means?
In fact, I was only taken to the emergency room once as a toddler.
My reason was that I fell on my head on a staircase outside and suffered a laceration. I felt dizzy. I don't know any more than that, since I was only 5 years old.
And with you?
I only had to go with you once.
There was a feast near us, there were horses walking around. I was 5 or 6 and went after the horses with my friends and had a Vuvuzela I also used. Well, at some point, I was too close to the horse’s buttocks, I was so scared and I got one in the stomach.
Then I cleaned blood and was taken to the hospital with the suspicion of more serious internal bleeding. In the end, everything was good.
Not at all, and hopefully it will remain.
A sleeping, coming left-winger has cut off my way, and I was in front with the motorcycle. Cross-band tear. Because this was at the 1st of May in the evening, I was in the emergency room in the company of freshly thirsted Bu^H^HPolizei officers from Berlin-Kreuzberg.
Do you think the left-winger on the right track?
No, no, no, no. I’ll fix it.
Poor Bul…Policists.
Never, luckily.
I stopped counting.
probably 12 times…
And why 12 times?
live at limit, no risk no fun 🤣
Quite often, I cannot remember the exact number.
With the RTW as an emergency, it was a total of 13 times. The first time as a 6-year-old when I was hit by the car. If one counts medical transports to another clinic, a total of over 20 times. I know exactly what it looks like in such a car, smells the noises of the engine and the monitor, the buzzing and shaking of the car and the carry when it is particularly eager.
Can’t stop listening to Martinshorn for some time. When I hear that, I feel very restless, angry and out of the situation.
Even once as a teenager in a small accident. Otherwise, I’ll never find this shook and be strapped on lyingly.
I’m 77 J old now, fortunately I never had to be transported in a rescue vehicle, actually I had so far a lot of luck in life, I’m grateful for it.
Two times. Once as a pupil because I suddenly had nen Kollabs in the middle of the bus ride and everything.
And once in the beginning of last year because of a sudden renal colic.
2-3 times in my life, once because I have suffered a life-threatening head injury as a toddler, once because I have severely injured my back and once because of a combination of very little sleep, a lot of alcohol and associated size-wahn
Luckily only once with blue light. Stroke. :
Not even.
One time. Had a kidney colic on the way and I thought I was dying.
Couple times, though I was healthy.
Cardiophobia.
Thank God finally overcome.