What an interesting morning to look out and see cats running in every direction. I could only imagine a pack of dogs that roam around town often. Nope these were goats. Not wild goats. Nope pets that wanted me to pet them, scratch their ears,etc. I wanted to get them out of the yard and home where ever they belonged. They were cute but a bit playful with their little horns and sharp hooves! I found someone who knew who they belonged to. When those little critters heard that familiar voice they took off before I saw anyone around. Well they had such a good time that they came back! But this time I knew if I called "Annie" the mommie goat the others would follow and of course they did right home and to the door of the owner! Now really is this my job?
Jack saw his cardiologist this week. A good report and took away the Plavix. It is so dangerous if there is a need for emergency surgery or an accident. So glad that is off the list of prescriptions.
Today we went to the wound clinic. The doctor asked why Jack's toes were all messed up. One with a blood blister and the other big toe loosing the nail... We said this is the parking lot here. The blacktop is so rough that Jack often hits his toes on the rough piles of blacktop where is itsn't smooth or at the entrance and exits of the ramps! He can't wear regular shoes to protect his toes because of the bandages and his toes just scrape the roadway often. Now again the medical field is the last to know how to prepare for the handicapped!
But the second graft of "baby foreskin" is doing well and the wounds are looking much better! Yea for some things!
Protesting.....writing letters..... complaining.... all these things are so slow to get results especially when a doctor owns the offices where the wound clinic is located. You would think they had better hearing for these problems. In fact the director of the wound clinic said Please do everything you can..... we have tried to get things done here!
Happy Valentines' Day!
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I bet the goats where endearing. It's amazing dept. can't work closer together to solve an issue that effects them both. (Hugs)Indigo
Now again the medical field is the last to know how to prepare for the handicapped!
That is sad & often true. I remember working once in a medical building where the back area was not accessible by wheelchair & when I mentioned it to a manager she said: That area is usually for staff, we aren't going to hire anyone in a wheelchair! Yes, different from what you are mentioning......but it did bring it to mind.
I'd much rather pet goats then get them out of my yard. I'd probably want to keep them... ~Mary
Years ago I fought a similar fight with the building where Patti's neurologist was located. End result after letters, calls, advocacy groups, etc was that the corporation that owned the building only authorized managment to operate at minimum expense and investment pending a future resale. Amazingly after tracing one dummy company after another I discovered that Patti's own neurologist was part of the group that owned the building all along.
Caregivingly Yours, Patrick
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