Thursday, January 26, 2012


I am teetering between commitment and abandonment on a multitude of fronts right now. I'm not having the best day... got into a huge argument with my dad earlier... bud is putting a hole in her ear from scratching whenever I am not in view and I think she is having potty problems again! I scheduled 9 doctor appointments today... 3 for me... 3 for Glo... 2 for The Dad and 1 for The Bud. I have 3 more big ones to coordinate and we should be good for awhile! Sometimes I wonder if what you don't know won't hurt you and if it's just better to drop dead. I'm about ready to leave everything behind and go get a bandana and a stick and take a walk as far away from here as possible... still trying to figure out how to do that with the pup... wagon, stroller, papoose? How, though, can you just walk away and leave?

This story has been floating around online and in emails... I don't know who these people are - some random photo, I guess, that got attached to it. I liked it so I'll post it here.
It was a busy morning about 8:30am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived at the hospital to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. The nurse took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over and hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for awhile and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised and asked him, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "she doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

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