Its Friday and I cant believe I havent posted for days, perhaps it was the shock at getting an award hehehehehe. Anyway am thinking what gossip I have to tell, hmmmm my house is mess lol and Im not happy that is it so I really need to get into action at some point and sort it out, this is what comes of going out places for a few days. Tuesday I went to visit someone in hospital, he has had his 4th heart attack and is in his mid 40s. The Doctor came round while I was there and T. asked me to stay with him while they spoke, well I was so mad, the Doctor treated him as though he was invisible and stupid and I had to ask the questions and even I (who can be quite forceful at times) struggled to get information out of the Doctor. What in the hell is the point in telling someone they have "serious heart disease", we know that, what we want to know is how, why and what can be done to stop these reoccuring heart attacks. Its no good saying nothing is going to be done as he is "stable" we need a plan of action, so I am on the case. T. also didnt know what medications he was taking and as he is partially sighted he cannot read properly so I asked the Doc could they at least tell someone exactly what meds T. is taking and then that person can write it down in large letters or the hospital do it themselves. Oh no they couldnt do either of that because the meds are being changed constantly! Then the Doc proceeded to ask to look at T.'s legs, yeh good idea, cant they read the notes, T. only has one. I was left dumbfounded. How are vunerable people in our society supposed to cope, do these Docs look at people and judge straightaway, and just because someone is not aesthetically pleasing do they change how they deal with patients. I am not for one moment saying the Doctor was rude because he certainly wasnt but I wouldnt stand being treated like it I want to know everything so I can help myself improve my health. We only have one life and we need to do the best we can with it, healthwise and anythingelse wise. Anyway thats my rant over lol. Wednesday I went 10 pin bowling the group where I volunteer played against a local visually impaired group fromt the same area. It was brilliant, everyone enjoyed it, even the guide dogs who were being tickled to death by our group hehehehe. The bad news was one of our members decided rather that wait in his wheelchair where he was told to he would go wheelchairabout and as he is partially sighted too he managed not to see that there wasnt a ramp where he decided his wheelchair was going to go, consequently he went down the steps and ended up with stitches in his face. Not a good look. It shows though how easy it is for things to happen even when the group is being supervised, whatever age we are we dont always do things we are asked/told to do. Reading back what I have written it sounds awful and it looks as though he wasnt being cared for but he was. Thursday was my normal volunteering day and that went absolutely fine as always except I was so very tired. I think the week had taken its toll and I felt really awful last night, I couldnt stop my heart racing, eventually it settled but I was so worried I would be going to hossie if it didnt slow down. I never learn. Today was anticoag clinic bloods all done as usual and then I went to M & S where I picked up a dress from winter Portfolio range for £5.00. I was quite impressed. Im going to make a few changes and add a belt and hey presto it will be a good outfit....... I hope hehehehe.
2 comments:
A busy week...no wonder you didn't have time for blogging! Your wheelchair incident reminds me of when my Dad was alive and I used to take him to the supermarket and we fixed the special trolley to his wheelchair. If my back was turned for a few minutes, as soon as I turned round, the wheelchair and my Dad would be gone, leaving the trolley behind. I spent so much unnecessary time hunting for him! And don't get me started on when he got his mobility scooter..dashing around the store..with people leaping out of his way!
Your Dad must have been an individual who knew what he wanted and nothing was going to stop him, wheelchair or not if he wanted to go somewhere he would hehehehe. Same with S. I suppose he just decided hey my wheelchair wants to go walkabout and Im doing it whether Im supposed to or not, just a bit sad that the wheelchair wanted to go down some steps.
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