A late DD --- janine and i re thought how teh beverly hospital functions til 11:30pm, i slept in-- after my collision with 1800 pound mo and her foot on monday ( apparently on facebook somewheree.. i have not seen my performance) , at noon yssterday my shoe was no longer the right size--- then my pantleg of my jeans got caught on my sox----- and it was the day before teh 4th which is youR last shot at semi normal traffic in any medical facility vet or human... so at 3:00 megan took me to the urgent care-- a tetnas shot and xrays ( i didn't think my foot was broken, but it was ppurple) this PA "CHARLIE" had second thought about the swelling ---and said he would call ahead so an ultra sound coud be done promptly AT TEH ASSOCIATED BEVERLY HOSPITAL-
****HE DIDN'T. *** THAT LANDED ME AT ER TRIAGE
LPN at TEH DESK got on the phone and talked to someoen for a long time while she re arrainged her tremendioously unkept long HAIR - YOU HAVE HEARD HOW I AM SENSITIVE TO LONG HAIR AROUND THE FARM AND ANIMALS AND THE POSSIBILITY OF CRITTERS LIVING IN THAT LONG HAIR.. THIS WAS NO DIFFERENT... SHE EXPLAINED THEY COULD N'T SEND ME TO ULTRA SOUND WITHOUT A DOCTORS ORDERS -- A WILD DREAM IN ITSELF-- THERE AR NO DOCTORS THERE. ...NO INTELLIGENT PERSON IN THERI RIGHT MIND WOULD WANT TO BECOME A DOCTOR IN THIS WHACKO SYSTEM.. WE -- JANINE AND I -- WERE PUT IN A ROOM - AND I WAS HOOKED UP TO A BLOOD PRESSURE CUFF AND OXEGYN READER-- TEHRE WE SAT.
JANINE FINALLY WENT OUT FOR FOOD.. I TOOK OFF THE BP CUFF AND OXYGEN READER TO GO TO THE REST ROOM-- TH EMONITOR STARTED BEEPING AND WAS STILLBEEPING WHEN JANINE GOT BACK WITHTHE FOOD.- IT WAS NEVER SHUT OFF.------ AT 9PM A PHYSICIANS ASSISTANT ASKED "DID YOU HAVE THE ULTRA SOUND YET?" NO? WE WILL HAVE TO CALL THE TECH IN, BECASUE SHE WENT HOME...WHEN SHE CAME BACK TO DO THE DIGITAL EXAM. SHE EXPLAINED THER EWAS NO ONE THERE TO READ IT, SO THEY WOUD BE SENDING IT TO NEBRASKA WHERE THERE WAS A 24 HOUR COMP-[ANY......BLAH BLAH BLAH.
--- I WAS "SERVED"-- THE TEST GOT DONE -- BUT TO ANALYZE TEH FINANCES OF TEH OPERATION-- WHICH IS WHAT JANINE AND I WERE FORCED TO DO.. ROTTEN TO THE CORE IS TH E ONLY THING THAT COMES TO MIND FROM TYING UP THE "REAL ESTATE" -- A ROOM IN EMERGENCY-- TO THE BLANK PIECES OF PAPER PRODUCED BY THEIR PRINTER WITH ONLY MY NAME AT THE TOP-- JAQNINE AND I HAD A FIELD DAY.
IN THE MEANTIEM JANINE HAS AN INVENTION THAT MAKES ALOT OF SENSE--I DOUBT SHE BECOMES A MILLIONAIRE WITH IT-- LIKE MY DAD AND HIS GREAT TRAILER RAMP-- DARN USEFUL AND FUN TO INVENT AND MARKET.. BUT HOLD ON TO YOUR REAL JOB...