Arrr, matey! Acute pancreatitis be the scallywag that sends ye to Davy Jones' locker for good!
2025-03-07
Arrr, matey! It be found that after ye landlubbers leave the sick bay with acute pancreatitis, the Grim Reaper be lurkin' fer over a decade! Aye, that pesky mortality rate be stickier than a barnacle on a ship's hull, or so says the learned scribes o' Medscape News UK!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather ‘round as I regale ye with a tale most grim from the realm of the healers. It be about a vile beast known as acute pancreatitis, a treacherous foe that lies in wait for the unwary. Aye, ye see, this scurvy ailment be not just a temporary torment; nay, it be a cruel specter that haunts the souls of those who escape the clutches of the hospital!A recent study—bless the scribes for their toil—reveals that the grim reaper be lurking even after a sailor leaves the sickbay! Mortality rates be spiking like a cannonball shot from a ship in full sail, and these cursed rates linger like the stench of a bilge rat for over a decade. Yarrr, that be a long time to keep a weather eye on the horizon, eh? One would think they’d have fair winds after a stay in the hospital, but nay! This malady be sticking around like barnacles on a ship’s hull!