Suddenly this morning I felt caught up in a rush making me feel like the plants in the fast moving winds of yesterday.
Soon after 9.30 a.m. Paula, who had carried out my medical checks with scarcely any notice for me and none for her on 14th, telephoned to say that the urine sample had revealed an infection and I needed to collect antibiotics today when I had received a call from my GP. I should start taking these immediately and it would be up to the surgeon to decide whether he would perform the booked cystoscopy in two days time. This meant that we wouldn’t know until we got to Southampton General Hospital on 21st whether the journey would be a wasted one. The surgery receptionist rang just as Mike Dutton arrived to clear our gutters and clean the windows. I was in the shower and they would not speak to Jackie, only me. I called back quickly, and had to jump through the hoops of press this, press that, press the other and listen to messages offering me the option to go on line to avoid waiting. Eventually I was given the message that a prescription had been sent to the pharmacy. When I expressed some frustration that they were unable to tell my wife that, I was told I could collect a form to sign giving them permission to speak to her. Next, the pharmacy rang to say the medication was ready. We waited until Mike had finished, while we were having lunch. I had needed to cadge some of the money for Mike from Jackie, therefore to collect that from an ATM as well, and post two letters, one, not ours, having been incorrectly delivered.
The only thing to do after that was to sit down with a short book, which I did, then posted
This evening we dined on Jackie’s liver casserole with boiled new potatoes; crunchy carrots; and tender broccoli stems.
Danged, Derrick. Some days are just like that. No rest for the weary. Hope all’s well that end well.
Thank you very much, Pat
It sounds like a crazy day!
Thanks very much, Merril. We can take it easy today
Sitting down with a short book sounds like a great strategy to me. Wishing you well!
Thank you very much, Donna
These kinds of stories are all too familiar, Derrick. Keep on truckin’!
Thanks very much, Ed
Holy cats, what a day! Hope tomorrow is better.
Thanks very much, Laurie
Dealing with doctors and the pharmacy can be a hassle here too, Derrick. I hope your issue goes away with the medications. I take many different medications each day, it’s great getting older, isn’t it!
Thank you so much John. It is good you are not a sissy
LOL, I’ve never been called a sissy. 😂
Whew… I’m tired just reading this. Rest up Derrick!
Thank you very much, Val
Oh, my. (sad face) What a wearying day! Makes one long for a quiet boring day.
So glad the ending of your day was far more restful than the part leading up to it.
Reading a book always makes me feel better…a good way to “escape” life and stuff. 🙂
I know the antibiotics will help. They usually do pretty quickly.
Hoping tomorrow is a good good good day.
(((HUGS))) ❤️❤️
Thank you so much, Carolyn XX
Continuing to think of you today and tomorrow and praying for you in my meditations times.
My goodness, what a day. I’m not surprised you needed a rest. I hope the infection clears very soon.
Thank you very much, Sue
A very hectic day Derrick …
Thanks very much, Ivor
That is weird. I didn’t receive notification or email for your recent post. I had to resubscribe even though you show up on my list. It’s a good thing I love following you otherwise I wouldn’t have spent 20 minutes sorting it out. I hope I have. 🙂 It was worth the time. Thanks for posting.
Your perseverance is much appreciated, Chrissy
There are days like that where everything seems to come with a hiccup! I hope the infection is minimal and quickly gotten rid of.
Thanks very much, Dale
Hope the medication works and thr infection is soon gone.
Thank you very much, Andy
You’re welcome.
How frustrating to have to go through all that bureaucracy to get your message. I hope the antibiotics do a good job and everything gets better.
Thank you very much, JoAnna
Oh! It’s sometime so stressful. Why wouldn’t they speak to your wife? It could have smoothened things out a bit.
Here, the system is absolutely opposite. Here doctors would like to speak to the family first in order not to disturb the patient emotionally.
Rest well Derrick. Hope you get over this ordeal soon.
Thank you very much, Geeta. Jackie thinks it is because the wife may not have known the husband needed medication.
So sorry to hear about the infection and its implication for your scheduled cystoscopy 🙁 Glad that the stress over your prescription medication did not ruin your appetite 🙂
Thank you very much, Rosaliene 🙂
Forms have to be filled out here, too, even for spouses. Hope all goes well and you feel better soon, Derrick.
Thank you very much, Lavinia
I’ve jumped through similar hoops for my father, may he rest in peace, and now I am doing it for myself. I was under the impression that your system of medical services functioned more efficiently than ours, Derrick.
The dinner looks tempting; my compliments to the Culinary Queen.
Thank you so much, Dolly
You are very welcome, Derrick.
Good luck for tomorrow.
Thank you very much, Rupali
What a rush! At least there is some progress on the medical front: I can only wish you well on that score. As for taking privacy too far, not talking to Jackie is a fine example of it. Go well!
Thank you so much, Anne
Although I hate liver, must admit Jackie’s meal looks delicious..I’m just pretending it is beef.
🙂 Thanks very much, Judy
Quite a day you had!
Thanks very much, Aletta
It has been worth it to sign that paper giving your spouse the power to talk to medical professionals for you!!
Thanks very much, GP
Geez! What a day, Derrick. Resting with a good book and a hearty meal well-deserved.
Thank you very much, Eugi
You’re welcome, Derrick.
Dealing with healthcare can be so stressful and frustrating, especially when they tell you “do this, do that” and I can’t decide if they’re being overly cautious, or if I really need to get myself worked into anxiety on their behalf. I was dismayed when I was no longer allowed to know anything about my child’s visits with a mental health provider beginning at age 14!! How was I expected to know how to help them? And, though Kellen was still living at home, I was no longer allowed to know anything about any of their health care beginning at age 18. At least on that one they could fill out a waiver so that I could speak to their providers, and the waiver expired every year. Sigh.
At 14 that is ridiculous. Thanks very much, Crystal
Hurry up and wait, eh? Hope the antibiotics are doing their job.
Thanks very much, Widders
It sounds like a hectic day! This “privacy” seems to just worsen the things instead of simplify them.
Quite. Thanks very much, Riba
I spoke too soon evidently
Thanks very much, again, Sheree
Navigating the health system can be very frustrating.
Thanks very much, Sylvie
Last time I needed these, the pharmacy was out. Was told just to drink shed loads of water. Must admit before they stocked up, water seemed to have done its magic.
Thanks very much, Gary
Not a fun diagnosis for sure. I hope all goes well with you as you treat this.
Thank you very much, Dwight