Doctors

Each new medical issue or event teaches us something.  When I was a little girl, it was common for doctors to be viewed as though they were gods.  You didn't question anything you were told, you didn't ask any questions about anything.  Until the day she died, Mom was that way.  If we asked her about a medication or what her doctor had told her we would more than likely be told simply, "he gave me a pink pill".

Times change.  I admit I used to be a little like that.  Not any any more, not for many years.  I make lists, I ask questions, I do research.  I have learned that it is okay to take responsibility for our own bodies and our treatments.  I now listen and speak up when they tell me "if it hurts to do something, don't do it".  I have heard this from the leader of the exercise class I had been going to and also from the physical therapist.

When I was little, our small town in rural Ohio had two doctors. Both older men who were always dressed in white shirts and ties.  They carried large black bags and made house calls.  Both had offices above the drug store on the town square.  They covered for each other when needed.  Pills were dispensed in little paper envelopes with your name on it.

Now my doctors are usually dressed in blue scrubs and look to be a little older than BeyB!  They carry computers and listen to questions and answers.  They give information. Sometimes they send emails.   Pills come in bottles you have trouble opening sometimes and are accompanied by reams of paper listing any precautions or warnings.  This is progress.

I've learned several things this surgery.  A couple are a little bit "too much information" and I won't mention here.  But I need to share one with you.  I have been asked about my medication list multiple times.  On one questioning session, the nurse also asked if I took the 81 mg. aspirin at night.  I told her no, we always take them in the morning.  Wrong answer.  She then explained that most heart attacks and problems happen early in the morning or when you first get up.  The aspirin gives you more help if you take it at bedtime.  So change your schedule, people.

There is much more awareness of secondary infections now.  Most things are disposable, even the blood pressure cuffs!  I had some very good nurses while in the hospital.  I had a couple that I believe were nurse assistants that need much more training and help with knowing how to relate to patients.  I really don't think the person you call to help you while you can't do anything by yourself should tell you she doesn't know anything about back braces when you tell her have to put it on to go to the bathroom!  Sort of like in "Gone With the Wind".... "I don't know nothin' bout birthin' no babies!"

So, one day at a time.  I am making slow progress.

Stay safe!  And have a good attitude!