Thursday, November 12, 2009

An EarWorm 4 U

Monday, July 20, 2009

Ghost Tour


I recently watched an interview with Tom Underwood, who shot one of the most compelling videos ever of a residual haunting. I've seen this footage many times, but actually seeing and hearing from the man that shot it, really added to its credibility.

The filming took place just before dusk in October of 2001 on Triangular Field
in the Gettysburg National Military Park. According to Mr. Underwood, he and his wife, Delia noticed unusually bright flashes of light in the forest that could not be explained by either fireflies or motorized vehicles. Tom set up his video camera and the rest is ghostie history.



Ghost Theory.com has a brief, unedited interview with Delia Underwood
here.

As an added bonus, here's Keyboard Cat Does The Shining...



Click on the label "ghost tour" for all of my ghostie posts and check out Chattering Irma and the Ghost of Mr. H. for my, so far, one and only hospice ghost experience.

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Saturday, July 18, 2009

TwitterLadies and Introspection

I'm every bit the failure at social networking on the internet as I am in real life. I've no MySpace, no Facebook and I have no idea how to make Twitter "work for me". I played around on Blog Catalog for a while, had a little fun, got bored and left.

There are, however, a few diehards that, in spite of my anti-social behavior, persist in trying to get my attention. That would be the naughty ladies of Twitter (not sure how long that link will remain viable) and those that would like to assist me in the task of enlarging my penis. While flattered by your attention and impressed by your tenacity, I'm afraid that you're all barking up the wrong demographic.

I will admit to having had an enormous "girl crush" on Diana Rigg during her stint on The Avengers. Well, actually, Dame Diana still makes my heart flutter a bit. (I absolutely adore the photo of her above and wish I knew more about it. Anyone?)

Oh, Mrs. Peel...(sigh)

Thinking about this a bit, I suppose I wouldn't be completely averse to a snuggle with Angelina Jolie. We could be in for the night, on the sofa, with a good movie and a big bowl of popcorn. Suddenly, Brad would burst into the room and cry out, "What's going on here!?" and then we'd all have a good laugh and then... Hmm, she is a little too thin for a good snuggle, though, isn't she?

I can give it the old, college try, but the kids will have to stay at home!


All right, now I have it. Nigella Lawson. Perfect.
An amazing cook of all things sensuous and the epitome of womanly curvatude. I honestly can't think of any woman more snuggle-worthy.

First things first, Nigella. Did you bring the cheesecake?


So apparently, I'm not as "straight" as I thought. Just very, very picky. The TwitterLadies are really going to have to class it up a lot before they deserve my attention.
However, I am standing firm on the whole penis enlargement thing. Go away. Just stop it. I am not interested in a BEEF1ER WE1NER.


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Thursday, July 16, 2009

10 Reasons I Love the Inter-web

by Insurance Guru

  • Was able to determine that the ant traps the dogs ate wouldn't kill them.





  • I can work from home. (i.e. home "cube farming")



  • Adopted the most recent rescue dog from the Inter-web. Pretty sure no one else would've taken her.












  • Get to see Bruno and Eminem at the 2009 MTV Movie Awards over and over again.....(warning - butt cheeks ahead)








  • Google.



  • Found the unfindable sized bi-fold pantry door for 60 bucks. Delivery included.



  • Bill pay on the bank web-site.





  • When I have extra cash, E-bay.





  • Spending a little time with all of our Gentle Readers.




    • Monday, July 13, 2009

      Courtroom Chaos and Cash

      By Insurance Guru

      I recently accompanied a friend to a court appearance. The background story as to why she was there isn't really relevant to the goings-on that I witnessed that day. First of all, the court room was jam packed. Apparently, a recent holiday had led to some "over-booking". What the heck - even the airport couldn't beat this place for high, quality people-watching.


      First person up to bat was an lady from Armenia. She spoke broken English but declined a translator. Accused of shoplifting, she was given the "misdemeanor speech" by the judge... "up to a year in jail or probation, a fine and other costs, blah, blah, blah. She plead guilty, got 10 days in jail to be served if she didn't complete the year's probation. She also had to pay a $500.00 fine and complete a shop-lifting diversion class provided to the city by Wescalpem Enterprises. Wait a minute....who doesn't know shoplifting is bad? How much of a kickback does the city get for this $250.00 class that my dogs could teach?

      Batting second was a young man reappearing for a curfew violation back in 2002. No - that is not a typo. I would've apologized for wasting this young man's time, but no - the judge said he "hoped the young man was staying out of trouble". Excuse me? ...If all I had to show for my mis-spent youth was a curfew violation?

      Batting third, fourth and fifth was a trio of Hispanic shoplifters that needed a translator. See same result as batter number one.

      Number six was a DUI. This fellow had to pay $1500.00 in fines, serve 30 days in jail with work release allowed for twenty of those days. For the remaining ten days of the sentence he's on house arrest. Of course he had to pay 25 bucks a day for the ankle bracelet and pay for the DUI diversion classes provided to the city by Nobucksforu Inc. I'm pretty sure there were other fines and assorted costs in there, but I couldn't keep up.

      Number seven was a young man accused of assault. The funny thing about this is that it had previously been dismissed... twice. According to the judge, the city had a year to continue to bring this up. So they did. There's probably some big bucks to be had from the Hitting/Yelling is Bad diversion classes.

      The entire afternoon parade went on in the same manner and my friend's case wasn't heard. It was a standing room only day at court, but what an education in our judicial system.

      After watching all this money grabbing going on, my friend "lawyered-up" the very next day. It was expensive, but let's give the bucks to someone doing their job. In less than two weeks time, all charges against her have been dropped without another visit to the cash court. We still have to wait a year to see if they've developed a "Fines are Cheaper than a Lawyer" diversion class.
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      Friday, July 10, 2009

      Routine Site Meter Check... Oh, My God!

      Some disgusting perv did the Google search shown below and my site popped up as having the potential for "happy, fun time" for this guy.



      Apparently, my story, Drunken Fists of Fury, is what made the connection to his search. It's going to take a while for me to psychologically heal from this.

      Wednesday, July 8, 2009

      Arrogance 101

      by Insurance Guru


      Do they have this class in Med School? Is there a 101 and a 110? Maybe a refresher required every year... 201, 301, 401? Maybe a 510 by instructor approval only? Dethmama's last post made me want to pull my eyebrows out one hair at a time and then I opened my newspaper.... let me just say the eyebrows are gone.

      Headline - "As rating sites grow, doctors voice concerns". I use all sorts of ratings sites; the latest "camping castle" is the result of a long search using comments made by other owners. I've never booked a Dethmama and Guru vacation without consulting Travelocity, Orbitz or any other place I could get first hand information. I read comments on anything from the latest skin product I may try to the plumber I allow into my home. I know how to exercise my "skepticism muscle" while doing research. So why is this an issue for doctors? Well - hang on to your eyebrows.

      The doctors are worried about the reliability of the reviews and the tendency of comments to focus on "customer service rather than competency." Are they mutually exclusive? Would a doctors head explode if they managed both at the same time? As a patient why shouldn't I expect both? My customers do.

      There is also doctor outrage that unhappy customers are more likely to post (duh) and that many of these sites are unmoderated. Reading between the lines, I believe doctors think we are illiterate cavemen that wouldn't know superior care if it saved all the starving children in Darfur. Yet, the bulk of the sites allow doctors to post rebuttals to any comment they feel is inaccurate. Do they? No - what a pedestrian bother that would be. If I'm looking for a dentist, it may be important to me to that they don't have private exam rooms or that an OB/GYN was two hours late for an appointment or that a group of family physicians made someone feel welcome.

      Enter Medical Justice, a North Carolina firm that offers a "Mutual Privacy" confidentiality agreement. Look for these, coming soon, in that pile of paper on the clipboard in the doctor's office. They essentially state that you, as a patient, will not post on rating sites that fail to meet Medical Justice' s standards. I didn't find any links to an "approved rating site" on their web page. Gotta be a typo.

      This is just another example of the isolating sense of entitlement and arrogance in the medical profession. If I'm sloppy and snippy at work, someone tells my boss and my boss tells me. I don't ask them to leave their free speech rights at the door before I do my job.


      Some sites to review:
      Angieslist.com
      RateMDs.com
      Vitals.com
      DrScore.com


      PS. I have the Guru Crystal Ball out and predict that this will eventually become an AMA issue.
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      Monday, July 6, 2009

      Blinded By Arrogance. Is There a Code For That?

      Once in a while, I'll read a couple of unrelated blog posts and they create a singular, powerful, visceral reaction...

      Nurse K of Crass-Pollination brought to light one of Happy Hospitalist's blog posts relating an interesting experience he had with a "near code" experience. The following is a partial excerpt from his story:
      __________________
      Let me give you a story. I was doing my normal daily rounds on a patient when I walked in and just stopped. I stopped and I listened. I looked for signs of life in my 67 year old man who was admitted with abdominal pain. I stood there. Watching. Calmly observing.

      It struck me as odd. For a full thirty seconds I saw my patient breath exactly one time. I turned on the lights and noted a remarkable physical finding (another reason to always turn on the lights). Cyanosis. A physical finding in which the skin turns purple due to an increase in deoxyhemoglobin in the capillaries (I will never forget the cause of cyanosis due to my exposure to one of the greatest pimping attendings of all times).

      So I calmly walked out of the room, walked to the nurses station and stated calmly:

      "One of my patients is about to code. What would you like me to do?"

      This is probably the quickest way to get a nurse to jump out of their chair and come bedside to your assistance. I think in retrospect I lost the golden opportunity of a lifetime to pull the code chord and watch every nurse on that floor flock to my room with me standing there saying

      "What would you ladies and gentleman like to do about my dying patient?"
      ___________________

      The deluge of comments on both blogs was crazy impressive and made for some really good reading. Nurse K even received this interesting and revealing comment from Happy himself:

      Nurse K. The words of distress you express are internally driven. What I wrote was a compliment to the nursing profession.

      Your first miscue was to believe that because the drugs where nurse given and not PCA that some how the problem was caused by a nurse. I stated, quite clearly that not every patient responds the same. Contrary to your belief, I think nurses do an excellent job of preventing patients from overdosing and dying in the hospital from narcotics . IV narcotics are used so freely in hospitals these days, it's not a mystery why more patients aren't being knocked every day. It's because of excellent nursing care and evaluations. But excellent nursing care can't prevent every patient from experiencing a side effect. And I made that quite clearly. There is no blame here. It's an acknoledgement that every patient is different and we will never be able to prevent injury in all patients while treating pain in all patients.

      This was a compliment to your profession. It's time to accept it as that and move on with your life.

      As for your assertion that I should just start bagging, perhaps your experience in an ED clouds your judgement of hospital based protocols. The patient was not coding, nor did I foresee her getting intubated. That would be an astute bedside clinical observation based on my knowledge of the situation.

      I did, however, foresee the need to have a team present quickly to assist with her rescusitation. An amazing team of nurses and respiratory therapists that respond to any acute emergency in Happy's hospital

      We have excellent protocols in place to make thorough evaluations happen quickly and effortlessly. My asking for assistance from the nurses is an acknowledgement to their abilities to expediate those protocols.

      You see, when I ask the nurses what would they like me to do, I was asking for their honest opinion. My first inclination as a bed side physicians after summoning the floor nurses for assistance was to get the patient a quick dose of Narcan and handle it ourselves on the florr. That, I felt would be appropriate.

      The nurses suggested I activate the emergency response team due to their excellent evaluation skills.

      So I did. I gave Narcan and the ICU team arrived quickly. And that's exactly what I had them do.

      The first thing you do when you come upon a patient in arrest or near arrest is call 911. That's what ACLS trains you to do. It is not to start your ABCs. I might suggest you go re review that portion of the protocol

      Beings that you proclaim to excel in emergency rescusitation of patients

      _(all spelling errors per Dr. Happy)_____

      At this point Dr. Happy is so blinded by arrogance that he actually sees nothing askew about calling "911" for a code in an acute care hospital. Okay, so if this isn't having an "arrogance effect" on you, let's try another "code-related" blog topic...

      Jay, of Two Women Blogging, wrote an excellent article called Breaking the Code. In this post, Jay discusses a resolution that the AMA considered passing. The wording of this resolution was so shocking to me that I actually thought that this could be a hoax. It wasn't. Here is the resolution in its entirety:

      Resolution 710
      (A-09)

      Introduced by: Michigan Delegation

      Subject: Identifying Abusive, Hostile or Non-Compliant Patients

      Referred to: Reference Committee G
      (J. Leonard Lichtenfeld, MD, Chair)


      Whereas, Many patients are becoming more abusive and hostile toward physicians for many
      reasons not limited to the economy, increasing co-pays and deductibles, unreasonable
      expectations and demands, a lack of instantaneous cure, arrogance and/or the belief that they
      “own” their physicians; and

      Whereas, There are decreasing numbers of physicians both in primary care and specialties
      especially in terms of access; and

      Whereas, Increasing noncompliance with treatment can reflect negatively on physicians during
      black box audits by insurance companies and oversight governmental agencies; and

      Whereas, Abusive, hostile, and noncompliant patients result in increasing office resources
      adding to office overhead and added stress on all of the office personnel, which can lead to
      potential ill health; and

      Whereas, The stress of dealing with ungrateful patients is adding to the stress of physicians
      leading to decreased physician satisfaction; and

      Whereas, Any complaint to any oversight investigative regulatory body leads to uncompensated
      expenditure of time, resources, and monies to defend physicians or the “guilty until proven
      innocent” principal; and

      Whereas, Physicians need to own the data to simplify patient collection and identification to
      defend themselves as well as alert outside investigating agencies to the potential nature of the
      patient’s records; therefore be it

      RESOLVED: That our American Medical Association ask its CPT Editorial Panel to investigate
      for data collection and report back at Annual 2010 meeting: 1) developing a modifier for the
      E&M codes to identify non-compliant patients and/or 2) develop an add-on code to E&M codes
      to identify non-compliant patients. (Directive to Take Action)

      Fiscal Note: Staff cost estimated at less than $500 to implement.

      Received: 05/06/09
      __________________________

      Ho-lee crap! The good news is that this resolution didn't pass. The bad news is that apparently no one in the Michigan delegation saw anything inappropriate about the wording of this thing. What is wrong with you people? Where did this kind of arrogance get its start? Is there a cure?

      I'm no psych nurse, but when arrogance has grown to such a proportion that it distorts reality to this extent, I'd think it would qualify as some kind of personality disorder. Is there some kind of DSM-IV Code for this? If not, I think we need a code.


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      Thursday, July 2, 2009

      Michael Jackson RIP

      by Insurance Guru

      I'm going to miss Michael Jackson. He was part of the sound track of my life for the past 35 years. You have to respect his talent and drive while acknowledging the maelstrom of his life.


      I was in Barnes and Noble today, the store music was all Michael Jackson and a bit louder than usual. It was interesting to see shoppers, in their 60's, tapping their toes, the teenagers singing along with "Black and White" and the employees all humming along. I'll admit to my share of toe tapping as well. I would've moon walked, if I could.

      I hope he is at peace now and his suffering at an end.
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      Wednesday, July 1, 2009

      Palliative Care Grand Rounds Vol. 1, Issue 6

      This month's PCGR is now up at Tim Cousounis' Palliative Care Success blog. My sincere thanks to Mr. Cousounis for his great job and his contribution toward furthering the visibility of bloggers in the field of palliative care.

      Now get on over there and start reading!

      Monday, June 29, 2009

      My New PCP!

      by Insurance Guru

      Just think of the savings on prescriptions!

      Sunday, June 28, 2009

      O Dethmama, Where Is Thy Sting?


      My absence from this site has been related to a sudden, but temporary, aversion to all things "bloggy" and unusually taxing work nights. I've truly felt the need to use every moment away from my hospice duties to tend to my physical and emotional well-being. That being said, let's take a peek at just a few of the events of my last "week" or so at work...
      _____________________

      The Drunken Tuck-In

      I went to a new patient's home to do a "tuck-in" visit. I was let into the apartment by the patient's friend who was putting away groceries that she'd bought for him and she'd also just picked him up from jail where he'd been detained on DUI charges.

      My attempt to educate the man on his medications was completely thwarted due to his inability to pay attention to my learned advice. He was passed out drunk on the sofa and any attempts to rouse him were in vain. I notified the hospice of the situation, and predicted that "this new guy is gonna be a handful". For some odd reason, I feel that this is, so far, my Best Tuck-In Ever.
      ___________________________________

      I Still Hate My Hospice's Pharmacy

      Had a new admission into the inpatient unit for uncontrollable pain. The morphine drip didn't arrive until three hours after the patient arrived on the unit.
      .........
      Got a call regarding a patient with intractable nausea and vomiting. The patient's caregiver has used every intervention/medication available to her and nothing's working for this poor man. I contacted our doc and called the new orders into the pharmacy. During my conversation with the pharmacist, I made it quite clear how much the patient was suffering. In spite of this, the pharmacist still asked, "Should we mail this medication to the patient?"
      __________________________________

      The Nursie Fight

      I got into a shouting match over the phone with a nurse at one of our contracted inpatient units. She refused to go look for a patient's medications that had been sent to the wrong floor and insisted that our pharmacy redeliver the meds. Yeah, they were way too busy to look for those meds. So I flipped out.

      I told her that I'd be happy to drive the 25 miles to look for the meds myself since her being inconvenienced was way more important than the patient's well-being. That pretty much got her panties in a bunch and she hung up on me... and I happily drove 25 miles to the inpatient unit.
      _______________________________

      Just Pick Up The Phone. Please.

      I've tried repeatedly to contact the Administrator On-Call this week to notify her of potential shit storms and well, "nursie fights". She never answered the phone once.
      ________________________________

      It's Crazy Time

      This poor, old woman has had a psychotic break. She's going to kill her son, her hired caregiver and then kill herself. As I speak to the son on the phone, I realize that he wants me to come over to the house. Apparently, he thinks that as soon as I walk in the door, his mother will see my heavenly halo, hear the angelic chorus and all will be well. I tell him to call 911 instead. He does.
      __________________________________

      Deth-O-Rama

      I've attended nine deaths this week.
      __________________________________

      Drunken Tuck-In Redux

      This guy's now in an inpatient unit for symptom control (i.e. keeping the pink elephants at bay). We need to work a bit harder on his situation. He's stumbling about the unit and wandering into other patients' rooms. The nurses are, understandably, not happy about this.
      __________________________________

      The Death of Michael Jackson

      I found out about MJ's death from the 88 year old husband of a patient I visited on Thursday night. I was completely stunned and my arms broke out in goose flesh. The news also made me realize how "out of the loop" I've been for over a week. Okay, need to watch less BBC, more CNN.
      ____________________________________

      Free Pepper Spray With Every Tuck-In

      Both the patient and his partner were very pleasant and their tidy apartment was truly a place of sanctuary in this very, dangerous neighborhood. After making sure that the patient was settled in and his partner was comfortable with administering the new medications, it was time for me to go. The patient's partner would not let me leave the apartment, however, without first making sure that I was armed with a canister of pepper spray. Okay, this is officially, so far, the Best Tuck-In Ever.

      Thursday, June 18, 2009

      What Were Your Parents Thinking?

      Name FAIL

      I saw this a while ago on failblog.org and have, unfortunately, succumbed to the dark side and cannot resist posting this example of extremely poor, parental judgment. I shall just leave it at that... I'm sure that Mike has suffered enough.

      Wednesday, June 17, 2009

      Back From the Wild

      It was an excellent camping trip. The weather couldn't have been more perfect. There was a good fire every night and I enjoyed the warm company of my childhood friend, I.G., and my foolish pup, Olive.

      A most Excellent Camper!


      Olive: Finishing the last of a freshly caught hiker
      ____________________________________
      Without giving away too much information regarding our locale, here are a couple of snaps of the view from the tent. Yes, you read that right. In spite of our advanced age and numerous infirmities, we still prefer a tent.




      If you can guess the exact location of where we were, from this stingy information, you should get a prize.
      _____________________________________
      I.G. was most pleased with her ingenious solution for the daily water-hauling duties...


      Mind you, that stroller has never known a baby's butt. I.G. bought it just for this purpose only!
      _________________________________

      Although the camping trip was perfect, the equipment was not always so...

      Things we broke while camping.

      Oh, my! I just got a text from Insurance Guru. She's just come from Cabela's with a new tent for the next camping trip.

      The next Camping Castle. Ooh, lovely!

      Wednesday, June 10, 2009

      Goin' Campin'

      Insurance Guru, Olive the Pug and I are off to the wilderness for the rest of this week and into part of next. We'll be out of reach of any wireless connections whatsoever. Ahhh...


      As much as I detest taking pictures during my vacations, I've made a vow to snap a few and share with you all. See you later!

      Friday, June 5, 2009

      "Henges"

      Pug-Henge

      I left my home for about 2 hours, running errands, and on my return, I discovered this configuration in the middle of my living room. I am absolutely, positively telling you the truth about this.

      Now, granted, since Olive's introduction to "the manor", my floor looks like a playground for a herd of toddlers. I'm sure that there is some possibility that her, or the chihuahua's, random acts of playfulness could indeed create this. That being said, it still was a bit of a shocker.

      So which of my canine roommates is the guilty party?

      WaWa: Don't let the sweet face fool you!


      Olive: Smarter than she looks.

      My other question is... should I be worried?

      ___________________________________


      Eddie-Henge

      Eddie Izzard from his 1999 "Dress to Kill" tour discusses Stonehenge.
      (F-bombs ahead!)



      By the way... never, ever miss an opportunity to see Eddie Izzard perform live.

      Izzard: Pure, rambling genius

      ____________________________________


      Georgia-Henge

      The Georgia Guidestones are likely one of the most mysterious monuments in America. Erected in 1980, no one seems to know the true identity of the man that oversaw and commissioned the project. He did however, make it known to the Elberton Granite Finishing Company that he represented a "small group of Americans that seek the Age of Reason". Of the many theories of its origin, at least a Rosicrucian influence seems to be agreed upon.

      The sixteen-foot slabs are inscribed with eight, different languages: Arabic, Chinese, English, Hebrew, Hindi, Russian, Spanish and Swahili. The translation of which provides gentle and good advice for all of humanity. The "henge" is also expertly positioned in order to determine the equinox, solstice and other astronomical events.


      Of course, a display of this magnitude and mystery has more than its share of detractors and conspiracy theorists that want to see it destroyed immediately. Not lacking in foresight, the benefactors of the Georgia Guidestones project made sure to purchase the land on which it was built.

      See also Wired Magazine, American Stonehenge: Monumental Instructions for the Post-Apocalypse



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      Wednesday, June 3, 2009

      Palliative Care Grand Rounds 1.5


      The fifth issue of PCGR is up and running on Angela Morrow's Palliative Care Blog at About.Com. Puh-leez get your self right on over there and ponder upon her choices for this month's Grand Rounds.


      Morrow: A Fountain of Info


      In fact, bookmark this wise woman's site (I have been remiss in that and shall create a link tout suite). Angela's blog is a frequent stopover for me and an excellent hospice and palliative care resource.

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      Fun-filled Funereal Facts


      The "Tuck In"


      The "tuck in" can have at least a couple of meanings. To the daytime nurse, it often refers to having one's patients "tucked in" for the weekend or holiday. That is, the nurse has seen to it that his/her patients have no outstanding "business" to attend to and have adequate supplies and medication to last over this time period. Having one's patients properly tucked in for the weekend helps to eliminate many headaches and nagging phone calls for the Saturday, Sunday and holiday on-call staff.

      For an after hours nurse, such as myself, the tuck in visit has a different meaning. I "tuck in" all new inpatient admits and, on occasion, new "at home" patients that may require a little extra attention.

      Here are some of the basic components of an after-hours tuck in visit:
      • Assessing the patient's current condition/situation (physical, emotional, environmental, caregiver support, etc.) and determining future needs or potential trouble spots.
      • Instructing caregivers on the purpose, dosage and administration of hospice-provided medications.
      • Instructing caregivers on the disease/dying process... helping them to know what to expect.
      • Starting morphine or Dilaudid drips.
      • For inpatients: Checking MD orders, informing staff of patient-specific needs and making sure that medications are on the unit.
      I rather enjoy "tuck in" visits. They truly provide a wonderful opportunity for education, emotional support and certainly put one's observational skills to the test.
      This initial exchange between nurse and caregiver can, for good or bad, set the tone for the future.

      Friday, May 29, 2009

      Where are the Comic Books?

      Fantastic FourImage by Tim.Deering via Flickr

      by Insurance Guru



      Before I had even learned to tie my own shoes I had stacks of wonderful comic books. They were the result of my poor mom wanting to buy groceries in peace. My brother and I each got to choose a new box of breakfast cereal and a comic book every week. Mom got to shop without the two of us trying to run each other down with the cart since we were too busy arguing the merits of the latest issue of Superman versus The Fantastic Four.


      I remember the wonderful spinning wire racks that held rows of comic books. They were in every grocery and convenience store in town. Batman, Spiderman, Superman, Aquaman, Wonder Woman, The Fantastic Four, Richie Rich and Archie. What a perfect way to get kids to read for 10 cents! If I didn't know a particular word, I could puzzle it out from the art work and what wonderful art work!


      Even after we were old enough to be left alone at home during the weekly grocery run, we still had our allowances. 35 cents got you a couple of comics and a candy bar. By the time I was in the sixth grade, our combined stack of comics was nearly three feet high.



      Gone from the Piggly Wiggly



      I wish my kids could've had access to comic books on this scale. Really, where can you even buy them now and what do they cost? Doesn't it require a special trip to a special Comic Book Store? Have I detected a certain collector's snobbery to comic books these days? How does that help kids to read more cuz I don't care if they read shampoo bottles, I just want them to read.


      Yeah - I've seen the "Graphic Novels" they sell in the book stores. Puhleeze, that's not 25 pages of cartoons on cheap newsprint that you can roll up and smack flies with. You can't get a good Silly Putty picture off of them either. Where's the fun in that?


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      Wednesday, May 27, 2009

      Adventures of Olive

      Olive went to the vet last weekend for her spay. Here she is, fresh back from hospital and still very sleepy. Not often that I can capture her image without it being a blur.
      They took away my lady bits!


      Monday, May 25, 2009

      Beware the Office Staff

      By Insurance Guru

      I'm not the only one that has trouble with the office staff at my medical provider.

      The Computer Says, "No".



      Friday, May 22, 2009

      Home Improvement

      It's a nice, long holiday weekend and many families are engaged in home improvement projects. Please let Frank Stallone (yes, that Frank Stallone) tell you about the first step to take in order to create your dream computer room.

      Wednesday, May 20, 2009

      I'm Wearin' My Ranty Panties

      Lately, a few things have been getting on my last, rectal nerve. So please, indulge me for a bit. I'll get this over with quickly...

      The V.I.P.'s

      My hospice has had a rash of "VIP's" lately. Are they current or former employees, their family members or beloved friends? No. Actually, they're very wealthy people with a massive sense of entitlement.
      • They call for a bedpan at 2 AM. Although there's a 24 hr drugstore on every corner in this city.
      • They call for a nurse to sit with the patient at 9 PM so they can all go out for dinner and a movie.
      • They don't call for a nurse during a real emergency, but raise holy hell with hospice management because a nurse didn't call them during the crisis. (Yeah, that's one of my favorites)

      Apartment Complexes, Trailer Parks, etc. (at night)
      • The "map" at the entrance for the complex has no "You Are Here".
      • Home or building numbers are nonexistent, poorly maintained or unlit.
      • Building numbers are placed so that they cannot be seen from the "road" or are obscured by the roofs of car ports.
      I find myself hopping in and out of my car, like a nervous meerkat, trying desperately to find some kind of building number. Very nerve-wracking when one wants to get to an emergency situation as quickly as possible.


      My Hospice's Pharmacy
      • Will sometimes mail E-kits and pain medications to our new, suffering patients even though they have a courier to make home and facility deliveries.
      • Believes that STAT equals four hours. (Yes, that's their policy)
      • Will deliver meds to our inpatient unit 6 hours after the patient has arrived.
      I have lost count of the times (and hours wasted) that I've driven to our pharmacy to pick up badly needed medications and delivered them to the patient myself. So should we fire this pharmacy? My hospice owns this flippin' pharmacy!


      Whew... okay I'm done. All better now. Thank you for "listening".


      Thursday, May 14, 2009

      Your Moment of Awwwww...

      Maru, the Amazing Box Cat



      Play Him Off, Keyboard Cat




      Revisiting a Classic (this is for you, I.G.)

      Wednesday, May 13, 2009

      The CincoFone

      Cinco, purveyors of quality, has released their answer to the iPhone. Let Ed Begley, Jr. show you the myriad benefits of owning the CincoFone.


      Monday, May 11, 2009

      Saved By Cesar

      0720 hrs. -- I've been here before and I didn't like it. At least, now, the poor woman has died and is free from the filth and emotional wasteland that was her home. Such is often the case when your caregivers are addicts...

      All the adult members of the family are out on the porch, drinking cheap vodka straight from the plastic, gallon bottle.
      Walking up the long, winding ramp to the trailer's front door, I'm met by the family dog. The anxious and aggressive pit bull is barking ferociously. Someone, out on the deck, yells at the animal from twenty feet away, but the dog pays no attention and stands its ground. Clearly, no one is going to get up to handle the dog for me.

      Okay, deep breath. It's time to draw upon the power of The Dog Whisperer. I quickly remember his mantra... "exercise, discipline and affection". Shit! Wrong mantra. I don't think I have the time for exercise, discipline and affection. Okay, got it. It's "no touch, no talk, no eye contact".

      Head up, shoulders back, I walk past the territorial pit bull and just hope that it doesn't bite me in the ass. I briefly greet the members of the "cocktail party" and enter the mobile home. Safe at last. All alone with poor, dead Sally in the midst of almost, unbelievable squalor.

      Twenty minutes pass...

      I'm done with my reports and computer work and am now just waiting for the funeral home to arrive. Outside, the pit bull is acting up again and the party goers, resenting the interruption to their witty repartee, open the door to the trailer and kick the dog inside. With me. Alone.

      I recall the "mantra" that served me so well before and at a time like this, it can't hurt to pray either... "Hail Cesar, full of calm assertiveness. Blessed are you among frustrated humans with bad doggies..."

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      Saturday, May 9, 2009

      A Yard Sale - You Meet the Best People!

      by Insurance Guru

      The Guru had a Yard Sale Last week, not for economic necessity, thank goodness, but to get rid of some stuff that was a little too big to haul to Goodwill and I've been feeling pretty cheeky this past month so it sounded like some fun.

      My plan was to start at 7 am but as soon as the garage door rolled up, the hard core negotiators pulled up. These folks are serious! I mean they go yard "sailing", towing trailers and tie-downs at the ready.

      By the end of the day, my garage full of another man's treasures was reduced to two cardboard boxes on their way to Goodwill. I met and chatted with so many neighbors... the very ones who before were just a wave and a nod as they drove by. Kids left with giant smiles holding books, toys or a gift for Mom after parting with a quarter. I was able to make an elderly woman's day with a bargain priced stove she desperately needed and we included delivery and set up.

      The extra cash this project generated was appreciated but the day-long enjoyment was priceless!

      Wednesday, May 6, 2009

      Palliative Care Grand Rounds


      PCGR is now up at Thaddeus Pope's Medical Futility Blog. Get on over there right now and read the wonderful offerings from this month's contributors. I also wholeheartedly recommend that you subscribe to Palliative Care Grand Rounds so you don't miss a thing! Okay, go now... shoo!