...especially when you are in the hospital! Sometimes it's the ONLY medicine Take for example my husband's on-going experience:
Last week...from an emergency visit to the doctor...to a visit to the emergency room...lots of tests are taken and he's admitted to a room...all well and good, right? Pretty standard for day 1...now comes day 2 and nothing gets done...fast forward to day 3 and nothing is still getting done...now we arrive at day 4 and all breaks loose!
My husband: I gotta get out of here! I have a class to teach tomorrow, one the day after and one the day after that!
His doctor: No, can't let you do that because we want to keep you 4 more days without doing anything until Monday rolls around (okay, I paraphrased...but that's what they were asking for)
My husband: Fat chance! I'll go AMA!!! (that's "against medical advice" or stupid talk for I value something else more than my life right now)
His doctor: You will have a heart attack and die immediately!
My husband: No I won't...I'll have my wife drive me everywhere and wait on me hand and foot!!!
His doctor (and the hospital floor doctor, risk management specialist, personal physician, intern, resident, duty nurse, insurance company...looked like a rugby scrum): Well, in that case, be sure she carries you around on a pillow, too!!! We'll let her do all the worrying while we play golf!!
Now comes Saturday...after his last class...and after informing all classes about his impending return to the hospital and he's readmitted...and...nothing gets done and nothing gets done and nothing gets done and then something TRIES to get done but they gave him the wrong medicine so nothing gets done until today!
1st doctor: No, think we can treat this with diet but we'll run tests to be sure what's going on
2nd doctor: No, think you need a pacemaker.
3rd doctor: No, think you need stents and probably lots of them...or maybe just one <shrug>
Husband: So long as I can continue to dive!
4th doctor: We'll wait on the electro-pulmonary specialist so nothing will be done for the rest of today.
Earlier today -
Husband: OUCH!
Everyone: Is it an attack???
Husband: GOUT!!!! I want my wife, she knows what to do!!
Everyone: Sounds serious then!!!
Husband: It's called "the professors' disease" for a reason!! I want my wife!!!!
Everyone: Okay, we'll wake her up in the middle of the night for you!
Later today -
Husband: Honey, it's gonna be a pacemaker but I gotta research which one I want.
Me: Won't the doctor be the one to advise you? They usually know what is best....
Husband: NO!!! I wanna dive and you said they had special ones that will let me do that!
Me: I said SOME have higher pressure ratings and will allow you to dive to greater depth but it was still all up to your surgeon!!
Husband: Well, I am going to pick the one I want!!
Me: Your surgery is tomorrow, do you think you should give them a little notice, hmmmm?
Husband: Oh, yeah....
Still later today -
Husband: Well, I might not get out Thursday in time to teach my class!!!
Me: Your surgery is on Wednesday, they usually like to OBSERVE afterwards.
Husband: But my classes....
Me: Didn't you tell them you might miss them?
Husband: Yes, but I don't want to...
A few minutes ago -
Husband: Okay, it's all decided!
Me: What is? <shudder>
Husband: If they can't get me out by Thursday afternoon, they will let me come home and be readmitted in a week or two or three...when I feel like I have the time. They don't mind because they know you will take care of me!
Me: <SCREAM>!!
Welcome to modern medicine...and thank you for letting me get that off my chest and rant at the same time!!! My husband is an incredibly brilliant man and among the top of his field but SOMETIMES I get the idea that he doesn't have the sense to come in out of the rain...
Last week...from an emergency visit to the doctor...to a visit to the emergency room...lots of tests are taken and he's admitted to a room...all well and good, right? Pretty standard for day 1...now comes day 2 and nothing gets done...fast forward to day 3 and nothing is still getting done...now we arrive at day 4 and all breaks loose!
My husband: I gotta get out of here! I have a class to teach tomorrow, one the day after and one the day after that!
His doctor: No, can't let you do that because we want to keep you 4 more days without doing anything until Monday rolls around (okay, I paraphrased...but that's what they were asking for)
My husband: Fat chance! I'll go AMA!!! (that's "against medical advice" or stupid talk for I value something else more than my life right now)
His doctor: You will have a heart attack and die immediately!
My husband: No I won't...I'll have my wife drive me everywhere and wait on me hand and foot!!!
His doctor (and the hospital floor doctor, risk management specialist, personal physician, intern, resident, duty nurse, insurance company...looked like a rugby scrum): Well, in that case, be sure she carries you around on a pillow, too!!! We'll let her do all the worrying while we play golf!!
Now comes Saturday...after his last class...and after informing all classes about his impending return to the hospital and he's readmitted...and...nothing gets done and nothing gets done and nothing gets done and then something TRIES to get done but they gave him the wrong medicine so nothing gets done until today!
1st doctor: No, think we can treat this with diet but we'll run tests to be sure what's going on
2nd doctor: No, think you need a pacemaker.
3rd doctor: No, think you need stents and probably lots of them...or maybe just one <shrug>
Husband: So long as I can continue to dive!
4th doctor: We'll wait on the electro-pulmonary specialist so nothing will be done for the rest of today.
Earlier today -
Husband: OUCH!
Everyone: Is it an attack???
Husband: GOUT!!!! I want my wife, she knows what to do!!
Everyone: Sounds serious then!!!
Husband: It's called "the professors' disease" for a reason!! I want my wife!!!!
Everyone: Okay, we'll wake her up in the middle of the night for you!
Later today -
Husband: Honey, it's gonna be a pacemaker but I gotta research which one I want.
Me: Won't the doctor be the one to advise you? They usually know what is best....
Husband: NO!!! I wanna dive and you said they had special ones that will let me do that!
Me: I said SOME have higher pressure ratings and will allow you to dive to greater depth but it was still all up to your surgeon!!
Husband: Well, I am going to pick the one I want!!
Me: Your surgery is tomorrow, do you think you should give them a little notice, hmmmm?
Husband: Oh, yeah....
Still later today -
Husband: Well, I might not get out Thursday in time to teach my class!!!
Me: Your surgery is on Wednesday, they usually like to OBSERVE afterwards.
Husband: But my classes....
Me: Didn't you tell them you might miss them?
Husband: Yes, but I don't want to...
A few minutes ago -
Husband: Okay, it's all decided!
Me: What is? <shudder>
Husband: If they can't get me out by Thursday afternoon, they will let me come home and be readmitted in a week or two or three...when I feel like I have the time. They don't mind because they know you will take care of me!
Me: <SCREAM>!!
Welcome to modern medicine...and thank you for letting me get that off my chest and rant at the same time!!! My husband is an incredibly brilliant man and among the top of his field but SOMETIMES I get the idea that he doesn't have the sense to come in out of the rain...