Dear Nurse at new hospital: Don't mess with me, when I call to inquire about the well being of my husband don't tell me he isn't there 'cause I have the wrong code, don't tell if you have a pt there with that name you will have him call me, just tell me he is alive!
Dear social worker at new hospital: Thank you for listening to me and for filling me in on the events of the day. Thanks for recognizing that its scary having someone so sick and so far away.
Dear New doctor who I am sure has not read any of mike's medical records: today when mike called to tell me that you were changing his meds and my head spun and I spewed bile, take a deep breath and explain to me what's going on. You see I just got my husband back after a 3 week inpatient stint and they just got his meds stable- now just 48 hours into this you are prescribing an old med with tons of significant side effects. Oh and did you realize that every other drug he already takes has serious interactions with this new drug? YES I know you are the expert but I just watched a ton of experts almost kill him at the last hospital and I am trying not to have that happen again, humor me and help me understand what's going on.
Dear Taco Time drive thru girl: it does not take 6 mins to give me a diet coke, and a burrito. If you can't work the register then get help, and gosh darn it, never ever forget my ranch.
Dear nice people in the Rosauers deli, thanks for making baked chicken and great red potato's. It was just like home cooked.
Dear Orthodontist, did you realize that today the drive was 45 mins each way and you took exactly 9 mins of treatment for our daughter, was it really necessary?
Dear Psyche: you have to keep it together, no more crying at your desk, no more stomach flops. You are strong, you are a child of God, you have a ton of people praying for you and with you... you can do this, keep smiling and you will survive...
Dear God, UNCLE!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
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Posted by Kristi O at 9:29 PM
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I hear you with the Orthodontist! What is up with that! What can they do or find necessary to "do" in 9 minutes?? It is such a waste of time - sorry you have such a long drive. Having done the braces thing with two boys (I call their smiles my used car payments) I can relate!
Hang in there!
U-N-C-L-E already Papa God! I am soooo sorry Kristi - you deserve to shed a few tears at your desk if you want - you have been to the edge and "maybe" on your trip back to normalcy....B
I spent a couple of hours in the ER the second time around and the Dr. spent no more than three minutes, never laid a hand on me and I was charged $238.50 for his service.
Oh Kristi! I send you hugs and Miss K has learned how to give kisses and she will send some your way--their a little slobbery tho. :)
You tell Kristy... make them know you mean business.....
Yikes- don't know what I missed but I hope your hubby's OK. He's far away? Ugh, that's stressful. Hang in there, girl. :)
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