XLMiguel
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Most excellent! I'm very happy for you all. 
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Smokey Joe
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Merry Christmas, happy birthday
It's after midnight here so its's my birthday. I'm not an old coot yet, but a coot-in-training for sure. Am sending a birthday present FROM me (not much but it's what I can @ the spur of moment) hope it helps with the holiday merriment a little.
Nursing homes are hell. Body casts are hell. Spinal injuries are hell. The auto-nanny may not like me using that word but it's the truth. BTDT.
It's been said but I'll say it again. DO THE P.T. It hurts. Too bad 'bout that. Physical therapists are almost miracle workers and nobody knows practical anatomy better, but the pt (that's medical-speak for patient) gets to do the hard painful work of doing those d*** exercises. Oh, BTW, they're also boring. Suggestion: Keep a log of exactly what exercises are to be done which days, and which ones you did in fact do. (Preferably all of them.) My therapist was very impressed with my log, and so was the orthopaedic surgeon who prescribed the therapy. I think I got better service from both of them because I demonstrated that I was doing my part. Enough preaching!
Hope your holidays are joyous.
It's after midnight here so its's my birthday. I'm not an old coot yet, but a coot-in-training for sure. Am sending a birthday present FROM me (not much but it's what I can @ the spur of moment) hope it helps with the holiday merriment a little.
Nursing homes are hell. Body casts are hell. Spinal injuries are hell. The auto-nanny may not like me using that word but it's the truth. BTDT.
It's been said but I'll say it again. DO THE P.T. It hurts. Too bad 'bout that. Physical therapists are almost miracle workers and nobody knows practical anatomy better, but the pt (that's medical-speak for patient) gets to do the hard painful work of doing those d*** exercises. Oh, BTW, they're also boring. Suggestion: Keep a log of exactly what exercises are to be done which days, and which ones you did in fact do. (Preferably all of them.) My therapist was very impressed with my log, and so was the orthopaedic surgeon who prescribed the therapy. I think I got better service from both of them because I demonstrated that I was doing my part. Enough preaching!
Hope your holidays are joyous.
BluesBear
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Well there's good news and bad news here.
I am finally "home" having finally found someone who would rent a house to us.
I arrived here at 4:55pm PST Monday December 20.
For those of you who had Karen's old phone number it is the same for the new house.
My sanctimonious doctor (at least he calls himself a doctor) after seeing me ONCE face to face, has placed me on pain medication that has absolutely no effect whatsoever.
He has also now twice supmitted the incorrect forms which has resulted in my beriatric hospital bed STILL not being delivered to me. Since my personal bed is sitting in a storage unit I have no place to sleep. Which really doesn't matter since I cannot get in and out of a standard bed. I am sitting in a tall office chair which is where I both live and sleep. I have now been in this chair for three days and it seems that I will be here until the day after Christmas and business resumes.
The jerk who protrays himself a doctor has also refused to prescribe a wheelchair for me. He words to Karen were, "If he has one he'll never try to walk." She attempted to tell this Bozo that I didn't need it for crusing through the living room or even the local Walgreens. But that it would be essential for excursions to Costco and larger venues.
So it looks like y'all won't be seeing me down at Puyallup anytime soon.
All it all I AM very glad to be out of that damnable nursing home. The one where I spent the last seven weeks was borderline Hell. I have never seen such a group of nincompoops in one location outside of a government building in my life. The ONLY two things better than the first place was that it was much closer for Karen to drive to visit and it had basic cable TV.
I has an absolitely TINY room and the shower room was in the next wing, well over 100 yards away and I could only gain access to it after 10pm. (I had my own shower in my bathroom at the first place.)
Those moroms even managed to have me completely MISS
THREE out of four hospital appointments. Those three have been rescheduled for FEBRUARY!
While there the fastest time for a response to my call button was FORTY minutes. The average was just slightly over 60 and the longest was 155! Imagine two hours and thirty-five minutes to answer a patient's "emergency" call.
Now I can look forward to food that is actually palatable.
A shower whenever I want one.
A PHONE
Having access to the internet again.
And as of this morning The Westerns Channel!
Highspeed internet and good TV. Life IS good.
Hopefully I can get on with life and recovering.
Smokey Joe... PT? What PT? I have been given no PT since August. Not even any attempt. My last visit to the hospital they were impressed with the progress I have made with my arm. Even more so when they learned I had done it all on my own.
Spinal progress is much slower since I can't tolerate any movement without the TSRO (turtle shell)
I am finally "home" having finally found someone who would rent a house to us.
I arrived here at 4:55pm PST Monday December 20.
For those of you who had Karen's old phone number it is the same for the new house.
My sanctimonious doctor (at least he calls himself a doctor) after seeing me ONCE face to face, has placed me on pain medication that has absolutely no effect whatsoever.
He has also now twice supmitted the incorrect forms which has resulted in my beriatric hospital bed STILL not being delivered to me. Since my personal bed is sitting in a storage unit I have no place to sleep. Which really doesn't matter since I cannot get in and out of a standard bed. I am sitting in a tall office chair which is where I both live and sleep. I have now been in this chair for three days and it seems that I will be here until the day after Christmas and business resumes.
The jerk who protrays himself a doctor has also refused to prescribe a wheelchair for me. He words to Karen were, "If he has one he'll never try to walk." She attempted to tell this Bozo that I didn't need it for crusing through the living room or even the local Walgreens. But that it would be essential for excursions to Costco and larger venues.
So it looks like y'all won't be seeing me down at Puyallup anytime soon.
All it all I AM very glad to be out of that damnable nursing home. The one where I spent the last seven weeks was borderline Hell. I have never seen such a group of nincompoops in one location outside of a government building in my life. The ONLY two things better than the first place was that it was much closer for Karen to drive to visit and it had basic cable TV.
I has an absolitely TINY room and the shower room was in the next wing, well over 100 yards away and I could only gain access to it after 10pm. (I had my own shower in my bathroom at the first place.)
Those moroms even managed to have me completely MISS
THREE out of four hospital appointments. Those three have been rescheduled for FEBRUARY!
While there the fastest time for a response to my call button was FORTY minutes. The average was just slightly over 60 and the longest was 155! Imagine two hours and thirty-five minutes to answer a patient's "emergency" call.
Now I can look forward to food that is actually palatable.
A shower whenever I want one.
A PHONE
Having access to the internet again.
And as of this morning The Westerns Channel!
Highspeed internet and good TV. Life IS good.
Hopefully I can get on with life and recovering.
Smokey Joe... PT? What PT? I have been given no PT since August. Not even any attempt. My last visit to the hospital they were impressed with the progress I have made with my arm. Even more so when they learned I had done it all on my own.
Spinal progress is much slower since I can't tolerate any movement without the TSRO (turtle shell)
P95Carry
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I guess the word disgust fits the bill for many facets of treatment and care ....... or is that last word even relevant!!
Sounds like a long way to go yet but - at least as you say, more bearable decisions (there's almost a pun in there!). Certainly having the right bed would make things easier too - so for now it's a chair - hell - hmmm yeah, that word probably covers much!
Good you are back online and in contact with THR home again. Has to help a bit. From now the days slowly get longer and we head for spring - which might hopefully also see things way better such that you are getting around more easily, and can feel some confidence in the future.
Drop in here when you can.
Sounds like a long way to go yet but - at least as you say, more bearable decisions (there's almost a pun in there!). Certainly having the right bed would make things easier too - so for now it's a chair - hell - hmmm yeah, that word probably covers much!
Good you are back online and in contact with THR home again. Has to help a bit. From now the days slowly get longer and we head for spring - which might hopefully also see things way better such that you are getting around more easily, and can feel some confidence in the future.
Drop in here when you can.
Intune
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Welcome back BB! You were missed. Everything will work out, you just hang in there! Merry Christmas and may the New Year bring joy and happiness to you.
Bart Noir
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Man-o-man it is good to have you back online and out of the cell. And I liked your pun. Almost missed it.
Suggest checking the Little Nickel paper for used wheelchairs. I've no idea the price but some of them are built sturdy enough to outlast (or sadly, outlive) the "rider". So they must get sold. Somewhere.
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Smokey Joe
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PT, what PT?
Bluesbear--If I spoke out of turn I apologize. Somehow I got the impression that you were getting PT. My only wish was (and is) that your condition improve as fast as humanly possible. I'm glad of any progress, believe me!
Glad you finally have a house. Glad you have a person like Karen there for support. Hope things continue to improve.
Bluesbear--If I spoke out of turn I apologize. Somehow I got the impression that you were getting PT. My only wish was (and is) that your condition improve as fast as humanly possible. I'm glad of any progress, believe me!
Glad you finally have a house. Glad you have a person like Karen there for support. Hope things continue to improve.
BluesBear
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No appology needed Smokey Joe. The doctor at the clinic that I saw last week was impressed with my progress and even more so when I explained to him that it was 100% self induced. He was somewhat appalled but not totally surprised to learn that neither nursing home had given me any therapy.
At least the first home took the time to check me out to make sure I had some mobility in my arm. The last place never did.
At least the first home took the time to check me out to make sure I had some mobility in my arm. The last place never did.
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