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Hi First of all thanks for the cards, he's really cheered up by them (Jo I love the polar bear! And Randy and Dennis your cats are lovely!) That social worker that caused such grief? I called her yesterday because she is supposed to be coming today and as I have some bills to pay I wanted to know when, only to find she is on a course...or annual leave....in fact no-one seems to know where she is only she isn't there! Luckily they have arranged for another one to come or I could have ended up taking another day off! Dave's doctor has now told him that medically speaking he is all clear. Also if he continues to make progress at this rate, he could be able to walk next week and possibly (Doc's looking into it) if he can walk the distance from bed to loo etc (our flat is quite small) he might be able to be discharged home and have physiotherapy at home for the stairs and improving his walking distance.So in theory he could be out next week or the week after and skip the rehab unit In theory.... Physio also pleased with his progress.. So why did I arrive last night to find him close to tears? He's been put back on the ward. They needed the side room for Paul (He's just been told the cancer has spread to his lymph nodes, not the best news anyone could give you, they were going to put a feeding tube in and teach him how to use it and discharge him today to go home and start chemotherapy. Now he has to wait to see the surgeon possibly Monday and the feeding tube came out so he's dreading having that put back in) so Dave is back on the ward. Back in that overheated, noisy ward where he finds sleep is out of the question and the air is so stifling when he first went back he couldn't breathe for half an hour. And they didn't do his dressing change today, which they have to, someone said they would be back to do it and never came back And they've been very silly... He's in the last bed on one side. There is no room at all for him to move or do physio. As it was I barely had enough room to position the chair, which they are saying he can't have because there isn't room. He is casting covetous looks at the last bed on the other side, which because there is a sink between it and the next bed, has generous floor space. His physio wants him to sit on the chair with his legs resting on the bed as much as possible to strengthen his legs and Thursday he managed 76 minutes and 33 seconds (They were impressed he knew exactly how long- he was listening to an album that is exactly that length!) and today....He doesn't have room to do it. So he's fretting this will send him back to square one. Drastic measures were needed! I managed to get him on the chair and yes he's got a valid point if that wall had been six inches nearer the bed I wouldn't have been able to get behind the chair to brace it so he doesn't slip when he's between the bed and the chair. As it was I had to breathe in and have the handle of the chair sticking quite painfully in my stomach. On the other side of the bed, the side table can't be moved back as it would immediately collide with the table by the next bed and he's already cracked his knee on it several times. And once he was on the chair I barely had room to turn it round and had to drag it in a way that made my right knee express it's unhappiness (A worry. If it gets so bad I can't manage stairs then I can't go to work, which is not good, I haven't been there long enough to get sick pay so that would be a financial worry I don't need and Dave wouldn't be able to get out as much as he does if I couldn't push the chair) Anyway he cheered up once we were outside, he is fairly sure when his consultant or the physio sees the problem they'll sort something out. (I was pretty amused when we read his notes- well if they will leave them where I can reach them. According to someone the first day he went out he was taken out by his "Mother". Actually it's not amusing, it's someone making that old false assumption disabled people can't have a normal relationship with a non-disabled person of the same age! And I do note I am always referred to as his "friend"- never his "partner"- apart from once or twice and every time its "Lovey" who does that. She is starting to grow on me even if she does still have a patronising tone of voice) And as he said "It's better than when I was on the ward last time- at least now I can get out a bit" So we sat in the gardens and chatted for a bit until it got too cold and we had to go back in. He has an appointment on Tuesday with the footwear service to measure him for something that will support his feet and hopefully keep them warm! He's looking forward to that (amazing how important simple things become!) because it's at Mile End Hospital so it's a "Day out". First time in over 5 weeks that he'll have gone further than the "Sam's" I left him and popped in to see Paul who isn't alllowed off the ward alone so as morale officer I escorted him to the gardens for a couple of cigarettes- he says (and I agree) it's nice to get off the ward even for a couple of minutes 9.30 this morning the social worker and the occupational therapist came in. They were only in here 15 minutes tops! I think on seeing that the place was clean and tidy they weren't on the offensive after all Dave had originally refused to let them in and said the place needed cleaned so they were probably expecting a tip. They still offered a "Blitz" clean even through the place is spotless! (Apart from a carpet that needs shampooing but I told them I had the stuff and if that didn't work I would hire a machine or replace the carpet) The Occupational Therapist cracked me up in the bathroom he asked "Is that cat food?" He was pointing at the litter tray! He also seemed confused we kept the tray in the bathroom and food and water in the kitchen until I pointed out "You wouldn't want your dinner served in the toilet would you? Same with cats" Anyway they tell me according to their records, Dave will be in rehab next week and to top it all- he'll be assigned a new social worker and OT when he gets there. This is just a preliminary visit so they can report to the new team who may have to visit themselves so more time off work for me! Apart from that they think a chair could do with being a bit higher (The same reason his physio got him a new bed- she said if the bed is too low he's using most of his energy to get off it so when he stands he's already tired but with the higher bed, it's almost no effort to get off it and he can use the energy for standing) and the bathroom might need some adjustments but it's all down to what residual problems if any Dave is left with. Had real problems getting through their head before this happened Dave didn't have any problems walking, sitting etc. Oh well, bills to go and pay, then Dave to see after that I'm going for the farewell party at my old place (it closes Tuesday, some people got jobs but 5-6 from admin and a lot from nursing and paramedical staff are being made redundant). The management are holding a soiree with wine and canapes from 5-7 with the chief exec as the guest of honour. As you can imagine, feelings aren't too charitable to a man who brazenly admitted he told managers to lie when people asked about the closure (at least one person turned down a job offer 3 weeks before they announced the closure because she asked her line manager if there was any truth in closure rumours and was told we were safe!) even most of the doctors aren't going instead we are all going to the pub! Much more fun and suits me as I can see Dave from 2-7 instead of 2-4 and as the weathers not too bad in the afternoon we can stay out a lot longer- lunch in the "Sam's" is on the cards Bye for now Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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*delurk*, take the cleaning if they can offer it where you can get it, 2
reasons, more clean never hurts and it makes you seem more cooperative, *relurk, Lee, who knows all about social services Lesley wrote in message oups.com... Hi First of all thanks for the cards, he's really cheered up by them (Jo I love the polar bear! And Randy and Dennis your cats are lovely!) That social worker that caused such grief? I called her yesterday because she is supposed to be coming today and as I have some bills to pay I wanted to know when, only to find she is on a course...or annual leave....in fact no-one seems to know where she is only she isn't there! Luckily they have arranged for another one to come or I could have ended up taking another day off! Dave's doctor has now told him that medically speaking he is all clear. Also if he continues to make progress at this rate, he could be able to walk next week and possibly (Doc's looking into it) if he can walk the distance from bed to loo etc (our flat is quite small) he might be able to be discharged home and have physiotherapy at home for the stairs and improving his walking distance.So in theory he could be out next week or the week after and skip the rehab unit In theory.... Physio also pleased with his progress.. So why did I arrive last night to find him close to tears? He's been put back on the ward. They needed the side room for Paul (He's just been told the cancer has spread to his lymph nodes, not the best news anyone could give you, they were going to put a feeding tube in and teach him how to use it and discharge him today to go home and start chemotherapy. Now he has to wait to see the surgeon possibly Monday and the feeding tube came out so he's dreading having that put back in) so Dave is back on the ward. Back in that overheated, noisy ward where he finds sleep is out of the question and the air is so stifling when he first went back he couldn't breathe for half an hour. And they didn't do his dressing change today, which they have to, someone said they would be back to do it and never came back And they've been very silly... He's in the last bed on one side. There is no room at all for him to move or do physio. As it was I barely had enough room to position the chair, which they are saying he can't have because there isn't room. He is casting covetous looks at the last bed on the other side, which because there is a sink between it and the next bed, has generous floor space. His physio wants him to sit on the chair with his legs resting on the bed as much as possible to strengthen his legs and Thursday he managed 76 minutes and 33 seconds (They were impressed he knew exactly how long- he was listening to an album that is exactly that length!) and today....He doesn't have room to do it. So he's fretting this will send him back to square one. Drastic measures were needed! I managed to get him on the chair and yes he's got a valid point if that wall had been six inches nearer the bed I wouldn't have been able to get behind the chair to brace it so he doesn't slip when he's between the bed and the chair. As it was I had to breathe in and have the handle of the chair sticking quite painfully in my stomach. On the other side of the bed, the side table can't be moved back as it would immediately collide with the table by the next bed and he's already cracked his knee on it several times. And once he was on the chair I barely had room to turn it round and had to drag it in a way that made my right knee express it's unhappiness (A worry. If it gets so bad I can't manage stairs then I can't go to work, which is not good, I haven't been there long enough to get sick pay so that would be a financial worry I don't need and Dave wouldn't be able to get out as much as he does if I couldn't push the chair) Anyway he cheered up once we were outside, he is fairly sure when his consultant or the physio sees the problem they'll sort something out. (I was pretty amused when we read his notes- well if they will leave them where I can reach them. According to someone the first day he went out he was taken out by his "Mother". Actually it's not amusing, it's someone making that old false assumption disabled people can't have a normal relationship with a non-disabled person of the same age! And I do note I am always referred to as his "friend"- never his "partner"- apart from once or twice and every time its "Lovey" who does that. She is starting to grow on me even if she does still have a patronising tone of voice) And as he said "It's better than when I was on the ward last time- at least now I can get out a bit" So we sat in the gardens and chatted for a bit until it got too cold and we had to go back in. He has an appointment on Tuesday with the footwear service to measure him for something that will support his feet and hopefully keep them warm! He's looking forward to that (amazing how important simple things become!) because it's at Mile End Hospital so it's a "Day out". First time in over 5 weeks that he'll have gone further than the "Sam's" I left him and popped in to see Paul who isn't alllowed off the ward alone so as morale officer I escorted him to the gardens for a couple of cigarettes- he says (and I agree) it's nice to get off the ward even for a couple of minutes 9.30 this morning the social worker and the occupational therapist came in. They were only in here 15 minutes tops! I think on seeing that the place was clean and tidy they weren't on the offensive after all Dave had originally refused to let them in and said the place needed cleaned so they were probably expecting a tip. They still offered a "Blitz" clean even through the place is spotless! (Apart from a carpet that needs shampooing but I told them I had the stuff and if that didn't work I would hire a machine or replace the carpet) The Occupational Therapist cracked me up in the bathroom he asked "Is that cat food?" He was pointing at the litter tray! He also seemed confused we kept the tray in the bathroom and food and water in the kitchen until I pointed out "You wouldn't want your dinner served in the toilet would you? Same with cats" Anyway they tell me according to their records, Dave will be in rehab next week and to top it all- he'll be assigned a new social worker and OT when he gets there. This is just a preliminary visit so they can report to the new team who may have to visit themselves so more time off work for me! Apart from that they think a chair could do with being a bit higher (The same reason his physio got him a new bed- she said if the bed is too low he's using most of his energy to get off it so when he stands he's already tired but with the higher bed, it's almost no effort to get off it and he can use the energy for standing) and the bathroom might need some adjustments but it's all down to what residual problems if any Dave is left with. Had real problems getting through their head before this happened Dave didn't have any problems walking, sitting etc. Oh well, bills to go and pay, then Dave to see after that I'm going for the farewell party at my old place (it closes Tuesday, some people got jobs but 5-6 from admin and a lot from nursing and paramedical staff are being made redundant). The management are holding a soiree with wine and canapes from 5-7 with the chief exec as the guest of honour. As you can imagine, feelings aren't too charitable to a man who brazenly admitted he told managers to lie when people asked about the closure (at least one person turned down a job offer 3 weeks before they announced the closure because she asked her line manager if there was any truth in closure rumours and was told we were safe!) even most of the doctors aren't going instead we are all going to the pub! Much more fun and suits me as I can see Dave from 2-7 instead of 2-4 and as the weathers not too bad in the afternoon we can stay out a lot longer- lunch in the "Sam's" is on the cards Bye for now Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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Lesley wrote:
Hi First of all thanks for the cards, he's really cheered up by them (Jo I love the polar bear! And Randy and Dennis your cats are lovely!) That social worker that caused such grief? I called her yesterday because she is supposed to be coming today and as I have some bills to pay I wanted to know when, only to find she is on a course...or annual leave....in fact no-one seems to know where she is only she isn't there! Luckily they have arranged for another one to come or I could have ended up taking another day off! Dave's doctor has now told him that medically speaking he is all clear. Also if he continues to make progress at this rate, he could be able to walk next week and possibly (Doc's looking into it) if he can walk the distance from bed to loo etc (our flat is quite small) he might be able to be discharged home and have physiotherapy at home for the stairs and improving his walking distance.So in theory he could be out next week or the week after and skip the rehab unit In theory.... Physio also pleased with his progress.. So why did I arrive last night to find him close to tears? He's been put back on the ward. They needed the side room for Paul (He's just been told the cancer has spread to his lymph nodes, not the best news anyone could give you, they were going to put a feeding tube in and teach him how to use it and discharge him today to go home and start chemotherapy. snip Bye for now Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs Lots and lots of purrs and best wishes for Dave and Paul, and hugs for you, Lesley, Polonca and Soncek |
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Stormmee wrote: *delurk*, take the cleaning if they can offer it where you can get it, 2 reasons, more clean never hurts and it makes you seem more cooperative, *relurk, Lee, who knows all about social services I won't take them up for two reasons. The first is that those cleaners did a cracking job and all that needs to be done now is some paintwork and doors could do with a wash and I've already started on that and half finished it and the carpet needs some stains removed and I've got to shampoo that but it's not a big job with the right stuff. Secondly I only just started a new job, like less than 3 weeks ago and whilst my new boss is being very nice about sudden requests to take the afternoon off so I can link up with someone to talk about care plans or let cleaners/social workers in I don't want to push my luck! If I was still in my old job I wouldn't have any qualms about asking for the time to let the second clean be done but as it is I want to save requests for leave in case anything major comes up say the new social worker/OT want to visit, in fact I'm hoping the next time I ask for a day or two off will be because Dave is coming home! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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Feeling lousy
polonca12000 wrote: Lots and lots of purrs and best wishes for Dave and Paul, and hugs for you, Lesley, Polonca and Soncek Thanks Update- I'm going to come clean we're all adults here and I hope no-one will be shocked. Infections are a problem with the ward, Dave's had two stomach infections in 3 weeks and Paul's now banned from the ward in case he gives the bug to everyone else (or possibly in case he and Dave manage the Great Escape- for this reason Escape Commitee meetings have become a clandestine affair- more me liasing with Paul and passing messages between the pair of them) And what did I get? Head lice... I'm just glad my mother's not around, she had an utter belief only "dirty" people got lice and if she was still around and found out about it well I might be 50 next year but she'd demonstrate I wasn't old enough to avoid a spanking! And whilst I know lice don't favour dirty hair and anyone can get them I've still inherited from mum a real sense of shame and disgust at this! Asking for the treatment was for me on par with a 16-year old boy having to buy condoms! It doesn't help the chemist doesn't keep the stuff with all the other hair treatments so I had to ask the assistant "Where do you keep the stuff for treating head lice?" I confess I told her it was for a friend's little girl but I don't think she believed me Anyway I treated it so I'm no longer itchy.(Had to wait for the social workers to go, spent most of their visit trying not to scratch and praying something wouldn't crawl off my head!) Where did it come from? I think it was a week or so ago it was raining heavily and when I slipped into the shower room to use the loo (Visitors are only supposed to use one toilet, for which they have to get a key from the staff and sometimes you can't find a member of staff so those of us in the know, use that loo) and there was a towel there and I dried my hair off. Seriously yesterday one of the nurses was saying her head was itchy and Dave said it might be lice and she refused to believe him, she then opened a supposedly "clean" towel and Dave said "Look", "Dust mites" she insisted looking at the four or five wriggling things. The Nursing Assistant who is older and wiser than someone who just got out of training (Nursing Assistant's are often easier to get on with and have much more common sense than some of the nurses. There are one or two nurses who give the impression they'd be too busy writing out a care plan using the Roper model to notice the patient had wet the bed because they were too busy writing to fetch a bedpan!) said "No head lice". It's now agreed Dave has bites over his legs and back but he's supposed to be reassured that as they are head lice and die away from the head even if they do bite he hasn't got them in his hair. One nurse who asked not to be named for fear of reprisal from managers said it's a common problem and at any time, some nurses and patients will have head lice and what really needs to be done is to treat everyone but they don't . My theory which she agreed on is that some manager worked out if we wash stuff for y time at x temperature at costs z. So if we reduced y and x, we also reduce z. And there's some acceptable cost-benefit ratio regarding the number of head lice that survive when we reduce x and y. For me the utter worse bit was remembering when Paul came into the side room and said "I've just been told. It's cancer" without thinking I put my arms around him and our heads touched so I had to do the decent thing and tell him he might have head lice from contact with me. It's rather on par with having to tell someone you might have infected them with a "social disease" for me. Luckily he took it well... Anyway Friday was okay, we were too late to get dinner at the "Sam's" but we had a beer and a chat. Then Dave said he had best get back as the physio comes at 4.00 so we rushed back but she'd come at 3.30 and left a note saying she hoped he was off having fun and she'd do a double session on Monday (Dave flinched at that!) but there are some exercises she's shown him that I can do with him so we did half an hour of those anyway Btw, Dave has finally claimed the alcove bed! He spotted that as the prime bit of real estate on the ward the first day he was in and when he learnt from Sean it was going to be empty on Friday he appealed to the nurses pointing out he needed the extra space for physio and the chair and they moved his bed while he was out. It's just what he wanted, it's almost semi detatched from the ward so it's quieter than being on the main ward and he's sleeping pretty well now he's in there but unlike the side room he gets more social contact- although it does include the least popular man on the ward...this guy has a Walkman, which he plays non-stop at night, which is harmless enough but he will sing along, very loudly and very badly until 2.00am!....Dave said much as he'd never wish being stuck in here on anyone, he rather hoped Simon Cowell ended up in the next bed. I get the feeling if the guy turns up dead it will be like "Murder on the Orient Express" ie "Which one of the other 10 patients killed him?" "They all did!" Left at 6.30 and went to the leaving do at my old place. Nice to see everyone (apparently so few people went to the official party the management were still drinking at 11.30! They got booze in for 100+ people and maybe 30 turned up! And a lot of those stayed for as many as they could neck down before coming to the unofficial party) but sad in a way because they're all such good friends. Most have been offered something , a handful are genuinely happy with their new jobs (even promotions), some are borderline happy with their new jobs ie they got the job they wanted but it's on a site which is more travel for them, a few are doing the same job on another site, a lot have taken the jobs to keep money coming in until they get something else and one nurse point blank refused to take the job they considered an "Acceptable" offer thus losing her redundancy it was in oncology and having lost her parents to cancer she couldn't face working there. The building is being let to the private healthcare sector in January and will open maybe August or a little later next year. A lot of us are saying we will apply when it does, perhaps get the old crowd together again...don't know if we will Saturday we missed lunch again (with the result I have a Papal dispensation to collect Dave between 1 and 1.30 today so we can as I said "Not just for him. I haven't had a hot meal since last Sunday because by the time I leave him it's after 8.00 and I can't eat that late or I don't sleep. Right now I feel like I could murder a Chinese!" I had to explain to Olga (who is Chinese) I didn't mean I wanted to kill an oriental person but she's still giving me funny looks!) but we sat about for a bit. Dave actually saw a louse fall off his shirt! Then we had to go back because he needed the loo (His target this week is even if he has to be wheeled to the toilet door is to be able to get on it on his own. Reckons there will be screams of ecstatic bliss coming from the toilet when he does! He hates having to ask for a bedpan especially with some of the nurses he regards as friends) I went to see Paul and when I got back Dave was asleep so I said if he wanted to sleep fine but maybe he should use the bottle first as he'd said he wanted it and he wouldn't want to have an accident. Suddenly he started crying saying he wanted to go home and see the cats! (He's even asked if it would be possible for me to bring them down in a carrier but they won't let me) Then he settled down again, he says it gets him when he's half asleep or sometimes when he can't sleep at night (Through he is now sleeping better probably because all the things he has to do like physio and getting out are knackering him) but he calmed down and we went out for a walk for a bit then went back and he settled down for the night. And thanks to Sam and Magic Mood Jeep for the cards. I've seen the "Everything I needed to know I learnt from my cat" before but he hadn't and we both agree that Sarsi's motto has to be "When in doubt cop an attitude" And off I go again Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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Starting a new charity!
Lesley wrote: I've worked out the Walkman guy is not right in the head. I mean seriously,,,, There's an old lady on the ward whom I sometimes talk to and tonight when I was leaving (We had a good day when I got there Dave was sitting in the day room watching the free telly because they wanted to make his bed then we had an excellent lunch , watched West Ham beat Blackburn (As I say we are not that into football but West Ham is a local team and people in the pub were cheering them on so it was a good atmosphere) and Paul has managed to keep most of his food down for 2 days now! Though our attempt to organise an Escape Commitee meeting was ruled out by one of the camp guards ie nurses who caught Paul trying to sneak out. He doesn't like being in a sideroom!) she was sitting there crying and I asked what was the matter? And she told me a few hours before she was told she had a "growth". So I was trying to talk to her and this guy says "I've seen you on the ward before...you visit someone in there?" "Yeah my partner" So he says as how he is "entertaining" the ward with his singing and I bite my lip (I heard his redintion of a Janis Joplin song earlier! It had its uses- got Dave off the ward faster for a start!) Then he starts saying to the lady "Wouldn't it be nice if there really was a Paradise? A nice place where we could all dance and jump?" Then just as she's smiling he says "But there isn't there's only cold, darkness and oblivion" I'm too polite to deck the guy I would say that's one of my faults....the next minute he's dancing around the front of the hospital screaming "I'm free!" Someone may kill him tonight...all I can say is "I didn't see anything" Okay he's plainly got mental problems he boasted that he was in because he tried to slash his ankles. I think perhaps he should be somewhere else but for now he's stuck on the ward Anyway the lady begs some fags off me Which is why I am starting a new charity! Fags for patients! Somehow I don't think the Charities Commission will approve it I seem to end up buying the odd extra packet just so she can have some and Paul can as well, it's well and good they shouldn't smoke but given what they are going through I can hardly say no.... Paul explained it for the last couple of years due to his diabetes getting worse he has not been able to work so he's had social security. Now when you go into hospital the Social say as the NHS is now feeding you, keeping you warm etc quite reasonably you don't need so much money so they reduce your money to 15 pounds a week! A sum which hasn't chnaged for 10 years or so!!! Now 24 hour access to a TV costs 3.50 or half if you are pensioner but its still an expense (and its's not really 24 hours once you put the card in it starts ticking away if you only watch something interesting for 3 hours the next morning you don't have 21 hours left) Dave for example likes diet coke it makes it easier for him to drink the dreaded zinc, which as Tension pointed out he has to do to heal faster (Today he's been told he's doing real well on that) and also as he likes the taste it keeps him hydrated (after all the fact that he gets offered small cups of soup or coffee a few times a day does not add up to the recommended 2 litres without which I could not survive if I were in his position I'd spend my money on Volvic!) but if he only had 15.00 a week then with each bottle costing 1.05 he' d have spent 7.35 of his pittence just on fluids!!!! And what makes it worse is some people like the lady in question have no-one to even collect the 15.00 so she's been left with nothing! The system is mad Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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"Lesley" wrote in news:1162167431.468716.200930
@i42g2000cwa.googlegroups.com: Now 24 hour access to a TV costs 3.50 or half if you are pensioner but its still an expense (and its's not really 24 hours once you put the card in it starts ticking away if you only watch something interesting for 3 hours the next morning you don't have 21 hours left) In the hospital where I used to work, they made tv free around 1980 or so - it turns out the nurses were less overworked if the patients could watch the tube. It only makes sense, anyway. If there's anything that can take your mind off your pain, you should be given that. Chak -- I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. --Maya Angelou |
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Chakolate wrote: In the hospital where I used to work, they made tv free around 1980 or so - it turns out the nurses were less overworked if the patients could watch the tube. It only makes sense, anyway. If there's anything that can take your mind off your pain, you should be given that. Hi Chak These days they don't care as long as they make a profit out if it! The people that do the phones ask if you'd would like to take advantage of their free service where they will free of charge call everyone you know to tell them your number on the ward They don't tell your nearest and dearestthat it costs 49 pence a minute until halfway through being put on hold through Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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On 29 Oct 2006 04:55:38 -0800, "Lesley" wrote:
polonca12000 wrote: Lots and lots of purrs and best wishes for Dave and Paul, and hugs for you, Lesley, Polonca and Soncek Thanks Update- I'm going to come clean we're all adults here and I hope no-one will be shocked. Infections are a problem with the ward, Dave's had two stomach infections in 3 weeks and Paul's now banned from the ward in case he gives the bug to everyone else (or possibly in case he and Dave manage the Great Escape- for this reason Escape Commitee meetings have become a clandestine affair- more me liasing with Paul and passing messages between the pair of them) And what did I get? Head lice... I am sorry to hear about this - it would make me feel squeamish and embarassed too - but at least head lice are relatively easy to get rid of. I once ended up with a leg infection after one of my heart catherizations; on another occasion, I caught a hard-to-get-rid-of yeast infection after sweating heavily due to pain. -- John F. Eldredge -- PGP key available from http://pgp.mit.edu "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria |
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Up, down and sideways!
both good points, and if they are visiting they will see it is clean
ongoing... Lee, who has read your story and all six cats have been purring, now I really must relurk... Lesley wrote in message ups.com... Stormmee wrote: *delurk*, take the cleaning if they can offer it where you can get it, 2 reasons, more clean never hurts and it makes you seem more cooperative, *relurk, Lee, who knows all about social services I won't take them up for two reasons. The first is that those cleaners did a cracking job and all that needs to be done now is some paintwork and doors could do with a wash and I've already started on that and half finished it and the carpet needs some stains removed and I've got to shampoo that but it's not a big job with the right stuff. Secondly I only just started a new job, like less than 3 weeks ago and whilst my new boss is being very nice about sudden requests to take the afternoon off so I can link up with someone to talk about care plans or let cleaners/social workers in I don't want to push my luck! If I was still in my old job I wouldn't have any qualms about asking for the time to let the second clean be done but as it is I want to save requests for leave in case anything major comes up say the new social worker/OT want to visit, in fact I'm hoping the next time I ask for a day or two off will be because Dave is coming home! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs |
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