What is the experience of catheterization (male)?
Tell me a true story... Used to catch drug addicts, some people deliberately hold urine. Let me tell you what's going on here. After catching a drug user, you have to do a drug test. The most common way to do a drug test is to do a blood test or a urine test. One of those three would be a urine test. Convenient and fast. But there are people like that who hold their urine on purpose. It's not supposed to help, just draw blood, but some people want to buy time. Not that he wanted to stall until the 24-hour subpoena was up, but he wanted someone. It's the same as someone who thinks they know someone from the traffic police and says "I'll make a call" when they get busted for drunk driving. Of course, it's no use now, and the open enforcement of traffic police will not give you the opportunity to exploit the loophole.
After the drug addict was caught, he thought his family would help him run the operation. He just had to hold on to his urine and then someone would take him out a few hours later... Thinking a little too much... I mean, the police know that. Generally a few drug addicts, if there is a does not urinate, is claimed to have no urine, we let him drink water, mineral water a drink three bottles. And then it gets hard. One time there was a drug addict who had been holding it in all day, and everyone else was done, and he was the only one left, so we decided to take a blood test. The police station does not have this condition, have to go to the drug brigade, we took the blood to stick a piece sent to the past.
That's when he saw us draw blood, knew it was over, said forget it, I pee. Then I couldn't pee. Most skaters have prostate problems. How can they stand that? We have to. Take him to the hospital. Put him in. It was the first time I'd ever seen a urinal, and it was a foot long. The doctor first performed an ultrasound (we thought he was faking it at the time) and found that there was indeed a problem with his prostate, which was slightly swollen and blocked up his urine. A normal person's bladder is 200, 300 milliliters of urine, and he's got a bladder over 600 milliliters. That's enough to fill two cans.
Without further ado, the doctor should give him a urine tube and a urine bag. The catheter is usually inserted without anesthetic. We've been doing this all day. The nurse just stuck it in. He had a swollen prostate, and he was like, "Ow." It's a long thing, and when you put it in a little bit, it's quick, and it's all in. And then the urine bag, and then the urine bag is full.
He felt better. I look fucking good, all that pee... Then, because he couldn't pee, he kept carrying the urine bag (the urine in the bag went to the toilet), and we took him for a medical examination. People who are familiar with the police and detention facilities know that it is very troublesome to send people to detention facilities, requiring medical examination and so on. When he did, he didn't. His blood pressure was too high, and he asked us to relieve it. On top of that, he had a heart problem and needed a color ultrasound. Then he went to the hospital, took out his urine bag, took blood pressure medicine, and prepared the physical examination again.
But it was after 2:00 a.m., and the Cardiogram was off duty. He said that the urine tube was so uncomfortable in it, maybe it had stuck to the meat. The nurse was on duty at that time and drew it out for him. Yes, hard. Oh, that's a good one. Oh, my God. Because we can't do color ultrasound, we have to wait. We stayed with him in the hospital until dawn (the police station was too hard) and bought him food and drink. At nine o 'clock, we successfully did the color ultrasound of the heart and all kinds of examinations, ready to be sent back to the detention center.
Then came the problem: he had filled his bladder again and still couldn't get it out. What to do? Buy a new urinal! Plug! He was already a little swollen down there.
Swollen can't help it!
Can a living person die of urine?
Plug!
Anesthetic? Nonexistent.
Oh, oh, oh, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
He was taken into custody with a urine tube.
What happens next? I don't know. We went back to catch up on our sleep.