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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 27 Jan 10 - 10:10 AM Bowling pins and whales. Very nice. Thanks for the soup. M |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: VirginiaTam Date: 27 Jan 10 - 11:36 AM Oh! I thought the balloons of questionable taste would be more on the naughty side of questionable taste. like this or this Planning to call doc tomorrow afternoon. Just so difficult to get appointment at time when TSO can provide a lift. The reception staff are rude. Also, I dread going because GP clearly does not like me and thinks I am a waste of his valuable time. I really am afraid to go, not because of what might really be wrong, but because I am treated so vilely at my surgery. I am not the only one. There are 2 other women of certain age who attend the same surgery and feel the same about how the reception staff, the practice manager and/or at least one doctor deal with patients. It is demoralising to be shushed and made to feel you are a waste of time. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 27 Jan 10 - 11:49 AM Ow! VaTam, it hurts to laugh out loud! (I forgot that I need to take the two Tylenol as well as the horse-pill anti-viral and the two little icky-tasting corticosteroids when I got up. The 3am Tylenol is somehow not doing me any good now that it's nearly 9...) That's rough about your doctor's attitude... do you have any alternatives? ~ Becky in Long Beach |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: jacqui.c Date: 27 Jan 10 - 12:05 PM VTam - I had a doctor like that in the UK. Luckily it was a practice of five GPs and I always made sure that I told the receptionist that I would not see that particular guy. So far as the reception staff are concerned - I just make a point of thinking that I pay their wages and go in with a very positive attitude. If they are rude just be assertive - my lot, in the end, treated me with some grudging respect because I pushed back. Is there another surgery that you could go to? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 27 Jan 10 - 12:12 PM Have you ever asked point blank "Why are you being so rude?" I walked out on a specialist when his receptionist shushed me. She was discussing lunch with a co-worker. Actually chased me out on to the street demanding to know where I was going. I ignored her and got a new specialist. I always wondered what she told the doctor.My doctor got an earful for recommending that practice. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: VirginiaTam Date: 28 Jan 10 - 11:17 AM on my way to doc with list of gripes. i will be seeing the lady doc. she is romanian and very sensible. when i worked in mental health i worked for her husband. he was pretty cool too. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 28 Jan 10 - 05:24 PM Oh dear... terrible night last night, what with one thing and another, and just haven't had enough rest today... I shall be fit for nothing tomorrow. Nurse, hook up the IV gin and pass the chocolate please! LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,LTS on the sofa Date: 29 Jan 10 - 11:46 AM I was right... fit for nothing... nor today either. Haven't even got the energy to go look for more chocolate. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: VirginiaTam Date: 29 Jan 10 - 12:38 PM LtS CATCH! packet of Malteasers goes flying through virtual space. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 01:03 PM This was originally attempted to be posted a couple of days ago, but when I posted it, the Cat had gone offline for repairs and the post vanished off into the netherworld, so I had to rewrite it from scratch -------------------------------------------------------------------- A little while back, I stated that I tried not cry out loud in the Ward, but it looks like I may have to take that statement back. As they say, be careful what you wish for, as your wish might come true. While I may not be quite ready for the Old Age Home. I may not be ready for the New Age Home either, as my good intentioned hopes and attempts went afoul. Hear my sad tale.... Last Sunday at 4:15pm, a loose assemblage of caring and concerned Mudcatters of both sexes stopped what they they were doing to send their best healing thoughts and wishes to those with severe medical problems here in the Recovery Ward, as well as elsewhere. I joined in and extended the scope of my good hopes and wishes to include one who works with us patients here at the horse-spittle. As you may have noticed, for some time I'd had a mad crush on my armless but usually totally disarming Physical Therapy nurse, the incredibly beautiful and lovely and beautiful (Did I say that already?) InterVenus DeMilo (sigh!). After having had the weekend off, she comes into the Burn Ward on Monday morning with two gorgeous new arms, fully restored, put on the right way with real hands on them and everything, just like I'd meditated, wished and prayed for, and a strange look on her face I'd never seen before. There was an exquisite engagement ring on her equally exquisite left hand and the Weird Guy From Radiology (Does he HAVE a name?) was standing in the doorway. As she approached my bedside, I congradulated her on her recent good fortune and good health that all in the Ward had wished her, none more than I, and reached out to give her a friendly innocent celebretory hug like I'd done in the past, when she suddenly gave me a backhand slap from the hand with the ring on it. I was stunned and shocked, as I'd always tried to sympathize and even empathize (My Brit friends had always considered me pretty much 'armless, as well) with her state. I made a comment on how that was one HELLUVA bedside manner, and she told me that she was through with us all in the Ward, through with this hell-hole, and through with this goddam racket forever because she was getting married and quitting. She raved on about how she was going to be travelling in style from now on and would no longer have to fish out transit or taxi farewith her teeth. It seemed that she'd developed a new 'tude as if she'd become Nurse Ratched's sister and had finally run out of (and on) patients altogether. The arms I hoped would someday hold me, now forever hold me at arms length. The Weird Guy From Radiology gave the room a shit-eating possum-smirk of self-satisfaction. He walked in to escort her out of the Ward and out of my life forever and as they both walked off with a satisfied glow (his a bit more pronounced and somewhat eerily phosphorescent, as befits his profession), I could now see the error of my ways and the aura of theirs. Then she, being of Italian upbringing, turned around to give us all the famed Italian gesture of love and sympathy where she slaps the left bicep with her right palm while crooking her extended arm upward at the elbow. Upon doing this, her left arm seperated at the shoulder socket and, in a perfect shot, went spiralling backwards, landing with a loud clang in a wastebasket. Her intended rushed to retrieve the arm, and after shaking it and wiping it off a bit, he gave a few furtive glances around the room and hoped nobody would notice him slipping the ring safely into his pocket. Could the wedding be off, perchance? Staff was called for to clean and clear out the Burns Ward and I haven't seen or heard about either of them since. I only hope that if I meet her again it would be in my side of therapy, where Nurse Wretched has taken over with a vengence. I wonder if they have a Heartbreak Ward they can send me to, or, maybe as a compromise, a Heartburn Ward to kill two gulls with one stone. So I hope you don't mind my turning on the waterworks every now and then, as I reckon I've paid my dues in full and have earned the right. Thanks for listeng to my somewhat lengthy tale. So how's YOUR day gone?..... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 01:05 PM Not so painful today - taking 1 Tylenol instead of 2, and mostly on speculation, rather than need. I think it's the lull before the itching. Can I get anyone anything while I'm up? Plump your pillows? Adjust the bed? Sorry, muuuch too weak to change the bedpans... ~ Becky in Long Beach |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: gnu Date: 29 Jan 10 - 01:13 PM Sev... you dodged a bullet it seems, even tho she was poorly armed. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,LTS on the sofa Date: 29 Jan 10 - 01:18 PM Oh SEv... I feel for you.... but let's face it, it's really above and beyond time that that weird guy in Radiology got laid... although your lovely nurse might regret her choice and start to look favourable on the surgeons if she's going to drop her arms every time she makes an energetic gesture! I like the idea of a heartburn ward though.... that way, we can be in adjoining beds! Oh REnnie!!!! LTS - still wobbly, still in two minds about calling the taxi with the blue flashy lights..... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 01:18 PM Do Malteasers fly through virtual space like unto a falcon? ....Meanwhile, several of the ladies have formed a caroling group to serenade and cheer up poor Becky, dubbing themselves "The Shingle Belles". I hope Becky saves one of the largest shingles for herself to hang over her door, should she ever decide to go into business for herself. Since all this exists mainly in print, SINSULL, I suppose you'll have needed a read wine. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 02:33 PM I'm just hoping they're not the 30-year type of shingles. As a biologist, I find the pattern of the rash to be quite interesting, revealing the virus's means of emergence along the nerves. (No, I'm not making use of therapeutic marijuana!) I just wish those viri weren't so mean. A single shingle would be a vast improvement. Should we have some cheese with our whine, here? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 03:03 PM Several of the hospital chaplains have gathered around Becky, seeming to take an interest in her situation. Sects and The Shingle Girl?..... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 03:44 PM What's the emoticon for "snerk!"? 110-mile-an-hour wind-resistance might be a good thing... for me, but I wouldn't want it for the shingles! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 04:00 PM Becky, if your rashes grow green, you'll probably end up here in the Burns Ward.... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 04:36 PM -o (the only fit ending to a comment like that!) |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: VirginiaTam Date: 29 Jan 10 - 04:44 PM is that the Robbie Burns ward... Red Blow the Rashes, O |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: VirginiaTam Date: 29 Jan 10 - 04:46 PM bugger! too much time researching robbie burns and Sev pipped me at the post and did it cleverer. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 29 Jan 10 - 04:54 PM Move over, guys. I finally overdid the back thing and stayed home from work today. Somebody has to straighten this place up for the house concert tomorrow and it won't be me. WHIIIINNNNEEEEE |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 05:24 PM Wenselydale or cheddar with that? Maybe havarti instead of wine -- our chamomile is calming... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 05:45 PM If you become a chamomile-ian, can you change the color of your rahses? Quicker than our rash predictions can conjecture?.... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 29 Jan 10 - 06:04 PM [I feel like I'm duelling with D'Artagnan here, folks... can any of you nautical types toss me a line, if not a sword?!?] |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 29 Jan 10 - 06:31 PM The line must be straight. The sword can be curved. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: gnu Date: 29 Jan 10 - 07:45 PM The snow is very fluffy and light but my Satanic nerve hurts like hell with even a bit of light shovelling. The pain is back with a vengence. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,LTS back on the sofa Date: 29 Jan 10 - 07:52 PM Gave in and called the taxi with the blue flashy lights... If I'd gone earlier I might have got a bed for the night but they were fully booked so sent me home to rest. So here I am again... another hole in the back of my hand and sticky pads all over my left chesticle. Those things are a bastard to get off so I'm thinking of just leaving them on for next time! Pass the red please, that's supposed to be good for the heart. LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 30 Jan 10 - 08:36 AM Try olive oil for the glue removal, Liz. And be glad you don't have a hairy chest. Rest. Did they give you any meds or offer any suggestions for improving? Do I need to get Jacqui involved? She works wonders in hospital settings. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Donuel Date: 30 Jan 10 - 05:24 PM I was back on crutches for a couple days but I am back up and walking nearly normally. Whew, it feels as good as dodging a truck. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: gnu Date: 30 Jan 10 - 09:01 PM I guess I got nowt to gripe about. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Donuel Date: 30 Jan 10 - 09:09 PM GROOAN I'm fine but severn puns r killin me. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: freda underhill Date: 31 Jan 10 - 09:00 AM severn makes some very rash comments sometimes. me, i suffer from an occasional bad case of foot in mouth disease. Sinsull, one day I want to get to one of your sessions. it would be the best recovery strategy i can think of. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: freda underhill Date: 31 Jan 10 - 09:05 AM and the Burns ward - that Robbie Burns knew a thing or two about suffering. Here is a poem that he wrote to The Author's Only Pet Yowe (would that be his pet sheep?) An Unco Mournfu' Tale As Mailie, an' her lambs thegither, Was ae day nibbling on the tether, Upon her cloot she coost a hitch, An owre she warsl'd in the ditch: There, groaning, dying, she did lie, When Hughoc he cam doytin by. Wi' glowrin een, and lifted han's Poor Hughoc like a statue stan's; He saw her days were near-hand ended, But, wae's my heart! he could na mend it! He gaped wide, but naething spak, At length poor Mailie silence brak. "O thou, whase lamentable face Appears to mourn my woefu' case! My dying words attentive hear, An' bear them to my Master dear. "Tell him, if e'er again he keep As muckle gear as buy a sheep - O, bid him never tie them mair, Wi' wicked strings o' hemp or hair! But ca' them out to park or hill, An' let them wander at their will: So may his flock increase, an' grow To scores o' lambs, an' packs o' woo'! "Tell him, he was a Master kin', An' aye was guid to me an' mine; An now my dying charge I gie him, My helpless lambs, I trust them wi' him. "O, bid him save their harmless lives, Frae dogs, an' tods, an' butchers' knives! But gie them guid cow-milk their fill, Till they be fit to fend themsel'; An' tent them duly, e'en an' morn, Wi' taets o' hay an' ripps o' corn. "An' may they never learn the gates, Of ither vile, wanrestfu' pets - To slink thro' slaps, an' reave an' steal At stacks o' pease, or stocks o' kail! So may they, like their great forbears, For mony a year come thro' the shears: So wives will gie them bits o' bread, An bairns greet for them when they're dead. "My poor toop-lamb, my son an' heir, O, bid him breed him up wi' care! An' if he live to be a beast, To pit some havins in his breast! An' warn him - what I winna name - To stay content wi' yowes at hame; An' no to rin an' wear his cloots, Like ither meseless, graceless brutes. "An' neist, my yowie, silly thing, Gude keep thee frae a tether string! O, may thou ne'er forgather up, Wi' ony blastit, moorland toop; But aye keep mind to moop an' mell, Wi' sheep o' credit like thysel'! "And now, my bairns, wi' my last breath, I lea'e my blessin wi' you baith: An' when you think upo' your mither, Mind to be kind to ane anither. "Now, honest Hughoc, dinna fail, To tell my master a' my tale; An' bid him burn this cursed tether, An' for thy pains thou'se get my blather." This said, poor Mailie turn'd her head, An' closed her een amang the dead! Robert Burns |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,LTS on the sofa Date: 31 Jan 10 - 10:14 AM BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Puir wee sheepsie.... Now I need the Prozac again! LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: LilyFestre Date: 31 Jan 10 - 11:53 AM Well, after catching up on what's going on around here, I have laughed so hard that my incision is now open from the navel to 4 inches above the navel. Must be laughter is green cuz that's what's coming out. One trip to Wally World for some bandages to pull me back together is the plan for the afternoon. So sorry about the weird guy from Radiology. Damn near peed my pants. Too fuuny. XOXOXOXO |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Liz the Squeak Date: 31 Jan 10 - 05:33 PM Lily - love you dearly but EEEUUUWWWWWWWWWWW WAY TMI!! (although if it's green, it really is better out than in.) LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 01 Feb 10 - 11:15 AM I have green stuff coming out of my nose - not nearly as impressive. Get ye to a pharmacist, lady. Quick! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 01 Feb 10 - 03:23 PM Groaning, busting stitches and almost peeing in one's pants--High praise from you folks for my writing, indeed! I sincerely thank you! But Lily can save her ooze and aaaaaaaaaaahs for the physicians here if the festering has reached that point. Our enjoyment in here is meant to help you heal and feel better, honest! This thread is not meant to make you become unraveled, like a bad bolero. May your fun (and everything else) be painless! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,VirginiaTam peeking around the door Date: 01 Feb 10 - 03:28 PM Youse guys are too sick! I ain't a comin' in lest I ketch sumfin off'n youse lot. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 01 Feb 10 - 03:35 PM THINK QUICK! says SINS as she lobs a box of tissues at Miss Tam Tam. UH OH She missed... |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Severn Date: 01 Feb 10 - 07:03 PM VT, Don't worry. At the Post Office, I was never a carrier, only a clerk. Burns aren't catching anyhow. You're safe in my Ward. I need the company. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Desert Dancer Date: 01 Feb 10 - 10:58 PM I'm only catching if you haven't had your chicken pox yet... Today, my foot hurts. Yesterday, it was twinges in my jaw and temple. This is a weird, weird dis-ease. Have managed to limp back to Tucson from L.A. (flew in last night, and boy my arms are tired), and today went to the office to get the chilled aphids and send them off to Colorado. Hope they get there alive. The ones we sent to Switzerland and the psyllid galls sent to Japan got so delayed they didn't survive. I don't think I can get Liz crying over the puir, wee aphids, though. Even if they are wee-er than that sheepie, and there were lots more of 'em, too. It's just an interesting life, in science. Elsewhere, too. Like that Chinese curse, "interesting", sometimes. ~ Becky back in Tucson |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: GUEST,LTS on the sofa Date: 02 Feb 10 - 05:01 AM No crying over ex aphids here... hate the little buggers.. they do for my roses every year. I won't use pesticide or chemical killers (what Manitas does in my garden is his business, I just wish he wouldn't do it over my roses) so the aphids come and thrive. On the good side, the tits love them so there's something fun to watch. Had a shopping expotition yesterday, forgot to buy chocolate and it wore me out but today I'm feeling much improved. I think I've got the timing right now - how much I can do before I start to get serious fatigue and chest pain.... still waiting for the referral, still on the sofa resting. Still no chocolate.... :( Ah well... LTS |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 02 Feb 10 - 07:24 PM HEY! I have been pushing this danmn butto for an hour. Somebody come in here with some aspirin and some Nyquil. Missed another day of work - for a damn cold. Gross stuff oozing out every orifice. Coughing hard enough to crack a rib. SOMEBODY PAY ATTENTION...and please not Ratched. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: SINSULL Date: 02 Feb 10 - 07:25 PM That's a button not a butto. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: gnu Date: 03 Feb 10 - 03:03 PM I had hoped so. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Donuel Date: 03 Feb 10 - 06:08 PM Crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! At least I had a good run of walkin free for 3 months. But Im back on crutchs or my new light weight cane again. The pain from hip joint to ankle is relentless and a 20mm x 6mm bone growth bump appeared below the knee where the big tibia tendon attaches. It takes almost no weight and trembles with weakness when I stress it. This will probably run its course of 18 months before it heals just like all the other tendon troubles Ive had ever since I took an antibiotic named Leviquin. So I've passed on my good fortune while it lasted, which makes it your turn for a remission. Use it well. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Bill D Date: 03 Feb 10 - 06:45 PM ummmm... I had this hangnail, and I...... Reading here, I 'almost' feel guilty for staying mostly healthy. I haven't had a cold in 3 years, and I just shoveled snow for the 3rd time in a couple weeks and did fine. I do have sort of painful cramp in my right heel every morning, but it goes away when I get my shoes on and walk a bit...maybe some odd nerve thing. I am 71, and feel like I'm still only 55 or so. *wry grin*.... I get tired, and I KNOW I should do more aerobic exercise, and by golly, when it warms up..... I really, really DO wish everyone who is struggling with some tedious ailment, temporary or serious & ongoing, the best care and recovery. At least most of your funny bones seem to be in good shape. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Recovery Ward 2010 From: Leadfingers Date: 03 Feb 10 - 07:33 PM 200 |
