Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Annd.....the Work Week Begins.....

     After a holiday...
     Damn, I'm tired. Like I said, I work in the medical field and I see patients. No, I'm not a doctor.
But let's suffice it to say, I took off bright and early, and didn't make it home till after 5. In that time, I only saw 4 folks. I had to drive over an hour to see my first family. While there, I was spit on and talked down to like I had no clue what I was doing (and by the time I left, I felt as if they were right), but I was able to pacify them (I think) by getting a chair and a bed in there as the family had asked. New facility, and a whole new set of rules and requests that I have to bend over for.
     Made it to my 2nd patient, life is good and peaceful... and sad. A patient who was still walking less than a month ago, had gone to lunch with friends, is now facing death any day. Feet and hands are purple, urine is red, skin is yellow from the liver being involved... Cancer, once again, proves to be an evil entity that mangles and destroys lives. Not only the patients life, but so many lives that surround the patient.... Yet, my patient offers me a weak smile, and shakes their head when asked if there is pain. Questions are asked about what to do when the patient dies at home, we discuss that, and stories are shared, tears flow and hugs are exchanged with a promise to return in a couple of days, sooner if they wish me to come. I made sure that the family had our office number handy to call any day or night... and I left. 
     In driving back to client number 3, I answered emails and returned phone calls for other patients who wanted equipment for their loved ones, or needed medications ordered, or who simply needed to talk. All part of the job, all part of being who I am and what I do....
     Client number 3 visit went rather smoothly. Much encouragement was given to a COPD patient who's breathing had much improved after slowing down smoking cigarettes and "other" recreational things...
     Then another hour drive to pick up supplies and drive 45 minutes back from where I just left to change a leaking catheter....
     Many times, in my line of work, you start off the day with a st plan, but this happens, or that happens, and the whole day has to be changed... there's no telling what needs done when...
     This, therein, is my day... busy, yet rewarding. 
     And then, there's tomorrow....

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