Collapsed three times and got hospitalized

[onmywayParticipant 502]

Hi guys.

Last night was a tough one. I’ve had one of the worst influenzas I’ve ever had for about a week now. Last night I got up to pee and fainted. after I woke up I tried to go down to the kitchen to get some food, as I thought that maybe my blood sugar levels were low. I collapsed in the stairs as well, luckily didn’t break any bones. When I got into to kitchen I fainted a third time, and couldn’t get up from the floor. Luckily I was staying at my brother’s house so I cried for help and after a while he came down to see me. I had lost all my sensitivity in both my hands and in one leg – I couldn’t move them at all. I couldn’t speak, I could only make sounds.

Luckily my brother calmed me down and called the ambulance. In the end, everything turned out OK, and I ‘m fine now. (I was extremely dehydrated and had very low blood glucose levels).

However, this experience was absolutely terrifying.
I literally thought I was going to die, as I thought I was having a stroke / heart attack due to the inability to speak and not being able to move. I’ve been one of those tough “F~~~ no – I’m not afraid of dying alone!” types, but to be honest, this was scary as hell.
I don’t see marriage as a solution, and don’t want to get married. But holy s~~~, I haven’t felt so scared and alone in my entire life as those minutes on the kitchen floor, completely paralysed and alone. And if my brother hadn’t been there I wouldn’t have been able to call for help. I don’t want to imagine what could’ve happened.

What strategies do you guys have for planning for emergency events as MGTOWs?
The ideal setup IMO would be a brotherhood of some sort, a place where several MGTOWs live in short quarters or something. But I don’t think that is very realistic, at least not at my age (27), when all my friends are getting married.
I’m actually thinking of buying a GPS cell-phone watch (those aimed at children, so that parents can call them, see where they are etc.), so that if I collapse sometime in the future, I will be able to speed-dial 911 with the touch of a button. Any other ideas?

Peace brothers.

[X11Spectator 4520]

Yeah I got a problem there. The emergency services know to get cops to shoot all my dogs if they need to get to me.

It gonna be a blood bath, I try not to think about it.

I left surgery in a cab once still zonked out and puking.

I laid on the side of the road where the cab driver left me for hours before I crawled into the house.

I lost a day and was covered in p~~~, s~~~ and vomit. I assume it was my own.

Nobody will know I die until the debt collector comes knocking for unpaid bills.

This is ghost life.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Glad you’re better man. Now harden the f~~~ up pussy! Just kidding. I collapsed once after being prescribed heart pills that f~~~ed up my blood pressure. Was on the floor outside a friends front door on a London high rise block of flats. It was like the life had been sucked out of me and I struggled to breathe. I was thinking WTF is happening to me. Some black dude door knocking for a charity came over to help me and called an ambulance. He was a really cool guy.

Anything you can do to avoid it happening again?

[X11Spectator 4520]

Also there are services that monitor you remotely, it’s a dead man switch if you don’t contact them for a pre-set time they come over immediately.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

I had kidney stones not long ago, and the c~~~s left me in the emergency room for 8 f~~~ing hours squirming in agony and puking up stomach pile into a cardboard dish on the floor.

I yelled out I CANT F~~~ING TAKE THIS ANYMORE YOU C~~~S and some Spanish guy came in and injected me with as much morphine as they were allowed to give me. Then administered a pill up my ass.

The relief was f~~~ing euphoric. I high fived the guy and passed out from the exhaustion.

God damn it was pure bliss. I went to heaven.

[FunInTheSunParticipant 8283]

Hey onmyway,

I’m sorry you had to experience that. Personally, I haven’t really thought of a plan for that kind of medical emergency. There are medical alert companies that you can call with the press of a button—but in your case, you wouldn’t be able to talk to them or open the front door, so that’s tricky. I guess you could give them permission to bust open the door and get to you if you just press the button—if you can press the button. It’s a complicated problem, and I hope I won’t have to worry about it until I become 80 years old. Maybe you can give a house key to your brother or a friend and have them check up on you if they don’t hear from you.

Best wishes to you and your health.

—Fun

"I saw that there comes a point, in the defeat of any man of virtue, when his own consent is needed for evil to win-and that no manner of injury done to him by others can succeed if he chooses to withhold his consent. I saw that I could put an end to your outrages by pronouncing a single word in my mind. I pronounced it. The word was ‘No.’" (Atlas Shrugged)

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

onmyway wrote:

Last night was a tough one. I’ve had one of the worst influenzas I’ve ever had for about a week now

I had flu back in 2003. It was like I was dying. Couldn’t get out of bed for 2 days and had the worst f~~~ing headache ever. You’re so ill that you can’t enjoy anything and just have to ride out the sickness. F~~~ing blew big time.

[X11Spectator 4520]

Dashing Young Dissident wrote:

Then administered a pill up my ass.

Was he cute?

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

X11 wrote:

Was he cute?

Nein.

[Ever5Participant 1008]

Yeah, this is something people have to deal with, not just MGTOW. Old people especially. I’ve heard stories of them falling down and being stuck on the floor for 3 days before someone found them.

It’s part of life is the way I see it. I’m in the same boat, and being self employed, working from home, not many friends, and I don’t always answer my phone when people call. If something happened like that, where I was trapped or fell down and couldn’t get up. Yeah, I’d probably die.

I used to worry about it. Not so much now, and yeah I’ve had some crazy stuff happen, sounds similar to yours and yeah when it was all over, they said nothing was wrong except I was dehydrated and missing some electrolytes.

What I do, I take care of my health now. I don’t drink alcohol, eat good, and what not. Things we’re supposed to do anyway. And yeah, being healthy, healthy habits, it makes life a lot better and it saves money, especially the no alcohol.

As far as needing help getting to a hospital, if you can call 911, it’s just as good as having to call anyone for help, if not better. It’s expensive but hey, it’s there and they’ll probably do a better job than a friend or neighbor, probably quicker too and they can help you on the way their. Usually get to your house in 5-15 minutes in an urban environment.

That’s how I see it man. You just gotta take care of yourself as best you can. Part of life is dying, it’s going to happen to all of us. You just do the best you can, live life the best you can, take care of your health and maybe it want be a traumatic event, but there are no guarantees. Also when it is traumatic, usually your so pumped up with adrenaline, it just feels like a strange dream.

Even the idea of a wife or room mate or whatever, it could happen at any time. They could be out with friends, at work, what have you. The wife idea, it’s not really a legitimate solution.

Also when getting older, you can hire people. People to bring you food. A maid to clean your house. Someone to water your plants, etc. Things where people come in every so often, and they can check on you, see if your OK. There’s solutions other than getting married. On top of that, marriage being the way it is, divorce is highly likely, and probably will become even more common as the years go on. You’d be in the same situation. Divorced and alone, but having wasted money you could have spent on a maid, someone to bring you groceries, water your plants and what not.

Truth has no place to live in the mind of a woman.

[onmywayParticipant 502]

Thanks for the replies, brothers.
Yeah, the marriage option is really not an option. So I guess paying for services and getting a GPS tracker / emergency phone to wear at all times is the best I can do for now. Hopefully this won’t happen again anytime soon, but holy s~~~ was this a wake-up call. It’s often easy to say “yeah, we’re all going to die, blabla!”, but when you actually feel like you’re dying. That’s some dark, dark s~~~. I have to meditate on this going forward. I’m just grateful to be alive.

[MonkParticipant 17047]

onmyway wrote:

Hopefully this won’t happen again anytime soon, but holy s~~~ was this a wake-up call. It’s often easy to say “yeah, we’re all going to die, blabla!”, but when you actually feel like you’re dying. That’s some dark, dark s~~~. I have to meditate on this going forward. I’m just grateful to be alive.

I have had meningitis, and have a strong suspicion that if it wasn’t for a good friend being around, I would probably be dead. It was very grim experience.

The ideal setup IMO would be a brotherhood of some sort, a place where several MGTOWs live in short quarters or something. But I don’t think that is very realistic, at least not at my age (27), when all my friends are getting married.

It might make a good business/investment opportunity. Something like the YMCA used to be perhaps, or maybe renovate a small building and rent out small appartments, strictly men-only. Have on on-site warden or concierge.

I’m actually thinking of buying a GPS cell-phone watch.

I hike a lot and have a GPS phone in case of accidents out in the sticks, so why not carry one all the time? It makes sense.

[Anonymous 42]

X11 wrote:

I laid on the side of the road where the cab driver left me for hours before I crawled into the house.

I know that feeling of crawling to lessen the pain of surgery! Real slow, one paw at a time!

Ever5 wrote:

What I do, I take care of my health now. I don’t drink alcohol, eat good, and what not. Things we’re supposed to do anyway. And yeah, being healthy, healthy habits, it makes life a lot better and it saves money, especially the no alcohol.

That’s great advice! Same kind I give!

onmyway wrote:

I’m just grateful to be alive.

That’s what they all say after kissing, making out, then screwing death! Self included!

LISTEN UP BROTHERS:

Most people don’t drink enough water and it reeks havoc on their system.

The ones that do drink enough water? Some are still dehydrated from the amount of salt, sugars, and alcohol they consume with the water. Drink several glasses a day plus especially during hot summer, working, and cold harsh dry air winter, and anytime at altitudes above 7,000 ft. out west in the mountains you can actually see visible water vapor coming off your skin at times of exertion.

If you can’t hold down the water stay in a moist environment like a pool or wet towels, dehydration KILLS!

[uchibenkeiParticipant 7965]

Get a dog. Train it to call for help. That’s the only thing I can think of.

I bathe in the tears of single moms.

[GregB0Participant]

onmyway wrote:

What strategies do you guys have for planning for emergency events as MGTOWs?

Key friends, co-workers and lots of emergency medical supplies. Taking a basic first aid course and being aware of the consequences of illnesses and injuries is critical. Knowing that you need to hydrate when displaying flue symptoms and what that hydration should be is one example. Glucose tablets for the same reason are also inexpensive tools.

Education, it really is the key for correctly managing emergency events.

onmyway wrote:

The ideal setup IMO would be a brotherhood of some sort,

There already is an informal network among those MGTOW members who live near each others, as well as those who routinely telephone or attend Zoom video conference sessions. This will only continue to grow as men communicate and develop higher levels of trust.

​"​My father didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.​" - Clarence Buddinton Kelland

[AutoliteParticipant]

Dashing Young Dissident wrote:

I yelled out I CANT F~~~ING TAKE THIS ANYMORE YOU C~~~S and some Spanish guy came in and injected me with as much morphine as they were allowed to give me. Then administered a pill up my ass.

Can you give us the hospital’s address and the Spaniard’s name? At my local hospital, severe excruciating pain will get you two ‘Tic-Tacs’ and a “Have a nice day”… 🙁

[Maraudrz1Participant 2250]

This thought has crossed my mind a lot lately. I am 65 and in still relatively good health in spite of having Diabetes Type II. I try to get checkups regularly with blood tests and visiting a nutritionist. I still don’t eat as healthy as I should but I seem to do ok. My last blood test said I was slightly anemic so I have started eating a little more beef and spinach. I take multi-vitamins everyday. I actually split those in half because otherwise it is very expensive p~~~.

I think I have solved the problem by having relatives and friends call me on occasion to check on me. I can’t get my cat to stay off my keyboard let alone dial 911 (US emergency number) in case I need her to. I think this is the best way for someone to check on me without otherwise bothering me. I live alone and like it. I have done all I am going to do in this life that is productive so dying is not that big of an issue for me. I am not afraid of dying. I want the end to come quick or peacefully in my sleep. But I am still having fun and I keep a close watch on the space program because I believe that is where humans need to go to continue to survive. Because of this I want live for at least awhile longer. Longer than my father or uncle did. Hope this helps.

Women's brains and vagina have one thing in common. There is nothing in there until a man puts something in there.

[joetechParticipant]

Life alert is usually thought of as something for old people, but why not get one in your twenties? It’s a good idea for any single person, I think.

"Don't follow in my footsteps...I stepped in something."

[HermitParticipant]

onmyway wrote:

Thanks for the replies, brothers.
Yeah, the marriage option is really not an option. So I guess paying for services and getting a GPS tracker / emergency phone to wear at all times is the best I can do for now. Hopefully this won’t happen again anytime soon, but holy s~~~ was this a wake-up call. It’s often easy to say “yeah, we’re all going to die, blabla!”, but when you actually feel like you’re dying. That’s some dark, dark s~~~. I have to meditate on this going forward. I’m just grateful to be alive.

I hope it doesn’t happen to you again as well. I know what you mean about feeling like you may be dying. My experience wasn’t as bad as yours, but I believe we all have that instinct to stay alive and it is a very “uncomfortable” feeling.

I just hope I don’t die at work. What a horrible place to spend my last moments on Earth. Walmart would be a bad place too.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[OldBillParticipant]

You don’t need to be a decrepit old s~~~ like me to have or need a Life Alert or similar system. I know a man in his 20s who has one because of the seizures he developed after a closed head injury and there are plenty of others.

I’ve often mulled over the idea whether reviving the old phratry concept would be possible. Not in the ancient Greek meaning of the word, but in the “secular monastic” meaning it came to have during the Renaissance and later.

It would a be a group men of varying ages living in a quasi-communal manner. Not barracks set up mind you, individual quarters instead. Perhaps a bedroom – parlor – bath “suite” for each member along with larger spaces like a gym, library, refrectory, and other communal rooms.

Living there would be young men beginning their careers and wanting some stability in the chaos, men recently discharged from the service, men recovering from divorces and the like, and older men who might need someone on hand in case of health problems.

It wouldn’t be a halfway house or a place for “recovering” junkies and drunks. The idea would be to provide the networking and other types of social support men need at different points in their lives.

A friend of mine “operated” a house for divorced men for a few decades before retiring back home to El Paso. It began quite by accident. He had lost his house to the ex, but had the opportunity to “rent to own” another. He needed help with the rent. The house had three bedrooms with two full baths so Victor found two housemates and moved in.

Over the years, housemates came and went while Victor finished the attic adding two more bedrooms and found room for a half bath. He found roommates by word of mouth, almost always older guys sometimes going through a divorce. He had a few stay for several years while most just needed to stay long enough to get back on their feet. I won’t say there weren’t occasional problems, but it worked well enough for Victor to keep on renting rooms long after he’d bought the house.

I think the man Victor sold to is doing the same thing, but I haven’t been by the place since Victor moved back to Texas.

Anyway, just some idle thoughts during a dreary day.

Do not date. Do not impregnate. Do not co-habitate. Above all, do not marry. Reclaim and never again surrender your personal sovereignty.

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