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(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Sunday June 25, @02:33PM
(4 children)
by Anonymous Coward
on Sunday June 25, @02:33PM (#1312913)
So my wife was nearly in tears after talking to the nurse by phone - she wondered why she had to take an anti-coagulant drug while the hole in her wrist was having trouble healing. The nurse was brutishly adamant that "you must follow the doctor's order and he damned well knows what he's doing!" This was two days ago. "She didn't have to be so mean to me!"
I sat down with her and explained how the nurse _had_ to say that, because "if she didn't and you died, then the blame would fall on her and she would be liable for malpractice." Such attitudes must be expected in the stratified and hierarchical domain of professional medicine.
Then - since I had been down this road a few times before - I further explained that the anti-coagulant was prescribed to help prevent clotting at the site of the newly installed stent - a potentially fatal risk -, and "your wrist is mostly okay now, and the dose is a carefully researched amount designed to prevent preventable heart attack while the rest of the body can still heal."
Then she went ahead and took the pill even though there was dire warnings about how dangerous it was to people older than 75 who weigh less than 130 pounds - making her afraid for her life as she is so close to both limits.
She is still alive.
It's nice to talk to somebody who is not here. Maybe that's why I say so many prayers.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Sunday June 25, @03:34PM
by Anonymous Coward
on Sunday June 25, @03:34PM (#1312919)
The doctor only cruises in and out, it's the nurse who knows what's going on. The nurse is the one on the front lines, saving lives... now, send the Certified Nurse's Assistant to aid the patient, while the nurse saves lives... with a type, a-tap, a-type-tap, a-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank...
Wait a minute, we're all in this together? You mean, sometimes the cleaning lady is saving lives? I guess sometimes we all have to just put up with things. I guess maybe we all need each other. Maybe I'll think about my bedside manner... now, where was that bed, again?
Yeah, with time — we do get some time — we see how fragile it all is. In a way, that's part of its beauty. Sometimes we just have to put up with that damn beauty.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday June 27, @01:51AM
(2 children)
by Anonymous Coward
on Tuesday June 27, @01:51AM (#1313122)
There's one rehab full of bikers and broken-down athletes. The bikers say that one stupid move, ruined the whole rest of their lives. The athletes already have a new plan. The big gym in that place is dreams are reborn.
Other rehabs are horrible nightmares, full of abandoned people... on the beds, and off. On the mend, and off.
Some are where families parade in and out, all hours, crying with strangers and laughing with loved ones. Whole lotta healin' goin' on.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday June 27, @04:42AM
by Anonymous Coward
on Tuesday June 27, @04:42AM (#1313141)
I got nothin' for this - except maybe to say that if this life were all there is, it would make no sense. You need a furnace to purify a metal, and the hardships we face have been likened in some philosophies to such furnaces - our immortal (and inedible) souls being the base metal needing refinement.
So too it tests the mettle of family and friends and reveals what is in their hearts. During one such hardship in my life, my wife had to go on sabbatical for a year - the situation was simply too sad and depressing. That year I weaned myself off the opioids and learned to function whilst ignoring the chronic pain. It was growth of some sort, but I still don't see the wherefore of it all. On the farther side of that year, we are still madly in love. It's the laughter we remember.
My son and his family are down with the Covid this week, but all are vaccinated and doing fine.
Hang in there, and pay attention to what life reveals to you about the contents of your heart.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Sunday June 25, @02:33PM (4 children)
So my wife was nearly in tears after talking to the nurse by phone - she wondered why she had to take an anti-coagulant drug while the hole in her wrist was having trouble healing. The nurse was brutishly adamant that "you must follow the doctor's order and he damned well knows what he's doing!" This was two days ago. "She didn't have to be so mean to me!"
I sat down with her and explained how the nurse _had_ to say that, because "if she didn't and you died, then the blame would fall on her and she would be liable for malpractice." Such attitudes must be expected in the stratified and hierarchical domain of professional medicine.
Then - since I had been down this road a few times before - I further explained that the anti-coagulant was prescribed to help prevent clotting at the site of the newly installed stent - a potentially fatal risk -, and "your wrist is mostly okay now, and the dose is a carefully researched amount designed to prevent preventable heart attack while the rest of the body can still heal."
Then she went ahead and took the pill even though there was dire warnings about how dangerous it was to people older than 75 who weigh less than 130 pounds - making her afraid for her life as she is so close to both limits.
She is still alive.
It's nice to talk to somebody who is not here. Maybe that's why I say so many prayers.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Sunday June 25, @03:34PM
The doctor only cruises in and out, it's the nurse who knows what's going on. The nurse is the one on the front lines, saving lives... now, send the Certified Nurse's Assistant to aid the patient, while the nurse saves lives... with a type, a-tap, a-type-tap, a-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank...
Wait a minute, we're all in this together? You mean, sometimes the cleaning lady is saving lives? I guess sometimes we all have to just put up with things. I guess maybe we all need each other. Maybe I'll think about my bedside manner... now, where was that bed, again?
Yeah, with time — we do get some time — we see how fragile it all is. In a way, that's part of its beauty. Sometimes we just have to put up with that damn beauty.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday June 27, @01:51AM (2 children)
There's one rehab full of bikers and broken-down athletes. The bikers say that one stupid move, ruined the whole rest of their lives. The athletes already have a new plan. The big gym in that place is dreams are reborn.
Other rehabs are horrible nightmares, full of abandoned people... on the beds, and off. On the mend, and off.
Some are where families parade in and out, all hours, crying with strangers and laughing with loved ones. Whole lotta healin' goin' on.
> She is still alive.
That's what strangers are for.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday June 27, @01:59AM
> The big gym in that place is dreams are reborn.
"where" Where? Wherever we try.
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday June 27, @04:42AM
I got nothin' for this - except maybe to say that if this life were all there is, it would make no sense. You need a furnace to purify a metal, and the hardships we face have been likened in some philosophies to such furnaces - our immortal (and inedible) souls being the base metal needing refinement.
So too it tests the mettle of family and friends and reveals what is in their hearts. During one such hardship in my life, my wife had to go on sabbatical for a year - the situation was simply too sad and depressing. That year I weaned myself off the opioids and learned to function whilst ignoring the chronic pain. It was growth of some sort, but I still don't see the wherefore of it all. On the farther side of that year, we are still madly in love. It's the laughter we remember.
My son and his family are down with the Covid this week, but all are vaccinated and doing fine.
Hang in there, and pay attention to what life reveals to you about the contents of your heart.