Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Thank God For The Staff That Cares

As promised, and amazingly for me, I'm actually back today to update you all.

First, I want to thank all of you for your love, prayers, support and 'likes'. Every one of them helped in many ways. For starters, Thomas' wounds started to look better yesterday afternoon. They weren't bleeding and my totally medically inexperienced eyes think they are seeing little infection in the wounds. Perhaps my cobbled together medical supply table has the right stuff and perhaps I'm actually doing something right as far as treatment all thanks to hours on Google and, of course, no doubt, all of your support.

So, yesterday I took the risk that the surgeon's office was open even though it was considered a holiday and when an actual secretary answered (not an answering service) I didn't even say "hello" because what spilled out in a rush of gratitude was,

"Oh my God.

You're there.

Thank you.

I thought you'd be closed today and I really needed you to be open."

Then I laughed and apologized and said "hello". I explained to her that we had been referred to the surgeon and she initially told me they couldn't get us in until next week.

NEXT WEEK????

There was no way this was going to wait until next week.

She then asked details about the issue and then said,

"Ooooooohhhhhhh..."

And then,

"I'm really sorry." And then something about us being in it for the long haul.

Ugh. Terrific.

So she told me she'd call me back and see if they could move staff meetings and other things around and I hung up and waited.

And stressed out.


Then the call came, the call backed by your love and prayers, and she told me they could get him in on Thursday at 1:15.

I thanked her over and over and then listened as she gave me instructions for everything I'd need to bring to the appointment. You know? I've got to say something about what I think might be unique to a small town. So far every medical person I have talked to have treated me like I'm legally able to be given Thomas' health information. Granted, I'm doing all of the talking while he remains virtually mute and they know I'm his caregiver but I guess I expected at some point someone was going to deny me my ability to speak for Thomas. It is, however, a HUGE reminder that I MUST get legal paperwork drawn up A.S.A.P. to handle Thomas' medical and mental health stuff.

Needless to say, this is all good news so far.

Today, in an hour, we will see Thomas' primary care provider so hopefully she'll be able to tell me SOMETHING. At the very least about the health of his wounds and how I can properly care for them. I am grateful for this appointment. So, I need to close this post for now and go wake Thomas and get ready for the appointment.

I will write again tomorrow.

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