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Rants and Poetry of a Tired and Angry Man.

Just what the title says, don't look for anything too profound or earthshaking.

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I am my title, the typically overeducated, disenfranchised, socially dysfunctional loudmouth. I am the disgruntled employee of the month.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Breathe in the Bullshit

Woke up Monday to a message that he had no independent cardio or pulmonary function, and that his digestive tract had completely shut down. 

Anyone who's ever worked with animals knows what that means, if you don't know what that means go do some work with animals.

Doc then tells my ma that 'she needs to have the talk with everyone'.

Anyway, hurried calls in to work, breakneck 3 hour drive to the hospital with the sister and brother-in-law and niece. 

Two days of waiting to see what would happen.

Only to find out that the doctor on rotation this week has a sense of the dramatic and needs to clean the crap out of his ears.

(the nurse was able to find digestive sounds after about five minutes of listening, and a quick check of back pressure on the breathing machine showed that he was fighting the fluid buildup in his abdominal cavity).

Breakneck 3 hour drive back this evening, and a full shift plus tomorrow.

I really wish, with all it's modern creative billing practices, that the medical business had maintained some air of professionalism...

Guess that's too much to ask.

Don't get me wrong, I'm more than happy to travel across the state for a false alarm.  Glad as hell to do it. 

But I can't help but wonder, if this guy spent as much time actually with his patient as he seems to spend trying to psych out a 70 year old lady who's been stuck next to a hospital bed for two and a half months, what could he accomplish?






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