Well, I've received a little feed back from a few of my friends and it was pretty positive. So, on I go whether anyone reads this or not.
It has been eventful since last I 'blogged". Yuck, I gotta say that I hate the way that sounds. Why couldn't it be pipped, or smickled, or anything but blogged. Sounds gross, like I have to clean something up when I'm done.
Well, the gross name aside, we've had a busy couple of days. A teetering scooter accident, a doc run, explaining what stenosis is a couple of hundred times and some miscellaneous mumblings about dirty houses, the way the city looks, etc. We get into the doctor's office and the conversation goes something like this:
"So, Mrs. Chutz, I hear you had a little spill from your scooter."
"Not really, where did you hear that?"
"Well, your daughter told me so we X-rayed you right hip, your left hip, and your wrist."
Well," mum says, "I don't know why she told you that, it's really no big deal. I'm here because my hip has a big lump on it and it hurts when I touch it."
Doc Crossett says, "Well that makes sense Mrs. Chutz, you have a pin, plate, & 4 screws."
"I don't know why I didn't just have a hip replacement" mum says.
"Well, you didn't break your hip, you broke your femur. Things would have been easier if it would have been your hip."
So mum replies, "Shit, I screwed that one up, didn't I?"
The doc laughs and says so what are you here for today.
Mum answers, "there's a spot on my right hip that really hurts."
"Um, that would be the big sliding screw in your hip that I just pointed out on the x-ray Mrs. Chutz."
"Eeew, is that me? That looks like a chicken but and chicken fat." (mind you, we were looking at an x-ray of her pelvic area and hips)
The doctor and his little doctor's assistant, who doesn't know what to make of her, are laughing and getting a real kick out of her. Not the laughing where it's at her, but with her and her sense of humor.
So he says to her, "anything else we need to talk about today?" My mother replies, "My legs and my lower back hurt so much. Sometimes it is my lower legs, sometimes it is in my upper legs, sometimes it's just all over. I don't know why."
So the doctor tells her, "It's stenosis Mrs. Chutz". "Oh right", she says, "but what makes my legs and my back hurt so much?" The doctor looks at me with a questioning eye and tells her again that it is stenosis. Finally after the 3rd round of these questions, he tells her all looks good and that we should come back in 6 months, sooner if anything changes. He leaves the room and she turns to me and says, "He comes in for 5 minutes, looks at me, never answers my question and walks out. What good was that?" I cannot help but laugh and then she gets mad at me. "I just want to know what makes my legs hurt."
Now, I know the scenario I just related to you makes me sound like I am making fun of her, but I am not. When something hurts, you are so desperate for an answer, you ask over and over again. But, we all know how doctors are, and the 4th time she asked the same question, he was
under the impression that Simple Simon was in the office and he must have figured that I was the assistant Pie Maker.
So the scooter, the infamous 3 wheeled scooter! Just one thing to say about that. Piece of S**T. I cannot believe they don't have like, a jillion wrecks on them a week. You'd think that it would be the #1 danger to senior riders out there. There is just no scenario in which they can be overly safe. Last week, mum, Tim, & Suzy were on their way down to the clubhouse, (sounds so much better than the "center". that just sounds like a place where old people go to do ceramics, play bridge, and fart around. uh, now i get it! that's what they do there!) Anyhow, the three of them are on their way down to the clubhouse and just a bit down from mum's house, they watch an old gentleman round the bend and BOOM, over he goes! 2 weeks ago mum is riding "side-saddle and she manages to run into a wall and take a chunk out of her heel. It is so easy to take the corners on 2 wheels, that sucker goes from turtle to jackrabbit just like magic! So, we tell her that we are going to get a 4 wheel scooter for her, and she freaks about spending the money. I told her that we can sell it and Mike tells her that we can even give it away to some poor person that would benefit from a scooter. I told him that someone poor person getting hurt on it was much better than mum getting hurt!
So, that's it for now. Many more to post. Just have to do them one at a time!
TTFN ~ gotta bounce.*
Tina
*that's the wonderful thing about Tiggers.
