oh Sean, I'm sorry it's been such a clusterfuck. is S feeling better, at least?
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Just glad to hear S is headed home.
and I got a message from Matt just after I posted
I'm angry and ashamed and irritated as fuck.
You have every right to be angry, and no reason to be ashamed. The people who should be ashamed are the ones who didn't do what they were supposed to.
You have every right to be angry, and no reason to be ashamed. The people who should be ashamed are the ones who didn't do what they were supposed to.
What Ginger Said.
{{{Sean}}} What Ginger said.
Nodding at Ginger. Sean, don't feel badly for getting testy. It was stupid of them to stress you guys out by dicking you around that way. Feh.
Per yesterday. Liv fits into a doll-sized stroller.
I had to cause a bit of a scene in the nurses station to get somebody to finally pull her IV and issue discharge papers. I'm angry and ashamed and irritated as fuck.
This sounds like almost every discharge my mom has gone through over the last few years - more than I can count. Seems to be the way too many hospitals function.
She was ready to walk out of one hospital WITH the hep-lock still in her hand and AMA. I had the car idling down stairs and K-Bug was holding the elevator. Surprisingly fast, a nurse found all the stuff and got her signed out officially and pulled the IV.
I've been chased down the hallway of the ER twice because I was leaving with my IV still in. Sometimes it's the only way to make sure you actually get discharged.
Completely unrelated, my boss called a few minutes ago to see if I could come in and run after care today. Apparently, the girl who works the days I don't called out a few minutes ago--she can't come in because she's going out of town. She forgot.
How do you forget you're going out of town?
Yes, S and I are finally home.
And yeah, I feel pretty righteous in my irritation, but I also have a great deal of respect for the nurses (per the discussion from, I think, last week). I know who the real people performing the jobs that need to get done on a hospital floor are.
Still, we were rapidly approaching being in the hospital 36 hours longer than we needed to be.