Pre-conceived notions.
The setting is "Britain's Got Talent". It is a Simon Cowl production which , for those of you who know his formats, should give you a clue as to what the show is like.
The next contestant is Susan Boyle. A 47 year old, middle aged, unemployed "dowdy" looking woman.
Simon interviews her and she says her dream is to be a professional singer and aspires to be like Elaine Paige, a world renowned British singer.
You see the reaction of the audience, the reaction of the judges and, if you are honest, you totally agree. This is going to be awful.
Then she starts to sing.
SHAME on me.
Apr 16, 2009
Apr 15, 2009
Update on Update
Bob's doctor called today while we were out.
When Bob got to talk to his doctors nurse he found out he has an appointment on the 29th at the Nebr. Heart Hospital with a vascular surgeon.
He has stenosis. If you think I am going to explain it to you, you are so wrong. You have to get the technical details for yourself. This way I can't mis-quote anything.
I really dread walking into that place with him again.
Why do I feel another SIMPLE procedure in the near future?
When Bob got to talk to his doctors nurse he found out he has an appointment on the 29th at the Nebr. Heart Hospital with a vascular surgeon.
He has stenosis. If you think I am going to explain it to you, you are so wrong. You have to get the technical details for yourself. This way I can't mis-quote anything.
I really dread walking into that place with him again.
Why do I feel another SIMPLE procedure in the near future?
Apr 13, 2009
Update
Bob saw his doctor this morning and gave her what information he could. She tried to get him in for a doppler today but couldn't. Her diagnosis, TIA with headache and blurred vision. He will have it done in the morning.
Donata wondered what kind of doctor Bob saw Saturday. Kellie and I were wondering that too and then we REALLY wondered what kind of ambulance service we have around here.
Bob's room was right across the hall from the nurses station and we could hear everything that was going on. Kellie had a clear view of them, but my vision was blocked by the curtain. We heard an ambulance crew on their way in. They had a woman experiencing arm and jaw pain. The nurse asked if this was a cardiac alert. The crew member said, loud and clear, "this is not a cardiac alert". Kellie said the nurses looked at each other and rolled their eyes. I am no longer sure what constitutes a heart problem in women if those signs aren't clear enough.
Jerry once said, if you have to go to the hospital, don't do it on a weekend. He said the only ones working then are those that don't want to be there. I SO believe he is right! (For once.)
More tomorrow.
Donata wondered what kind of doctor Bob saw Saturday. Kellie and I were wondering that too and then we REALLY wondered what kind of ambulance service we have around here.
Bob's room was right across the hall from the nurses station and we could hear everything that was going on. Kellie had a clear view of them, but my vision was blocked by the curtain. We heard an ambulance crew on their way in. They had a woman experiencing arm and jaw pain. The nurse asked if this was a cardiac alert. The crew member said, loud and clear, "this is not a cardiac alert". Kellie said the nurses looked at each other and rolled their eyes. I am no longer sure what constitutes a heart problem in women if those signs aren't clear enough.
Jerry once said, if you have to go to the hospital, don't do it on a weekend. He said the only ones working then are those that don't want to be there. I SO believe he is right! (For once.)
More tomorrow.
Apr 12, 2009
A Trip To St. E'S
Saturday morning, sitting at the kitchen table in jammies, sipping coffee with hair going in all directions and Bob calmly tells me he has had blurred vision and a headache since last night.
I don't know if presentable even describes me but 15 minutes later we were out the door and headed for the emergency room.
As we walked in, me limping, the nurses hurried to get me a wheel chair. I said I wasn't the one needing a doctor. I needed to have my husband checked for a possible stroke. They left me standing and took Bob right away. After the paper work they took me back to him.
After bloods tests, a cat scan, an EKG, 2 tylenol and five hours, they let him go home. Diagnosis: Migraine. Neither Bob nor I agree with that.
I wasn't at all impressed with the doctor. By the time he finnally came in to see Bob, he wasn't even aware of how high Bob's blood pressure was when I brought him in. Didn't have the information where he could read it and as far as we know, never did go somewhere to check Bob's vitals.
We left feeling somewhat assured that he was ok, and promply went to Carlos O"kellys and had an outrageously unhealthy late lunch.
Later, feeling greatly releived and having had a good meal, I started in on Bob again. I told him in no uncertain terms was he to wait twelve hours and then off handedly tell me symtoms like that. These things I need to know ASAP! Leave the unimportant (diarrea kinda things) details for later. Not blurred vision with a headache! I threatened him with verbal AND physical abuse if he did it again ! Sorta felt like I was talking to one of my kids 35 years ago. I hope he listens better than they did.
It is 4 AM Easter Sunday morning and Bob seems ok. I know because I checked on him. He said he was fine and had been up twice to pee. Not the information I was after but his speech was good and he was laughing so I am not worried. It occured to me to check around the stool, but with guys that wouldn't neccessarily indicate a vision problem.
Bob's blood pressure cuff is on the kitchen table and he is checking it often. He is going to see his own doctor tomorrow and then I will feel better.
For now, don't worry. All seems well and any further symptoms will be handled immediately!
I don't know if presentable even describes me but 15 minutes later we were out the door and headed for the emergency room.
As we walked in, me limping, the nurses hurried to get me a wheel chair. I said I wasn't the one needing a doctor. I needed to have my husband checked for a possible stroke. They left me standing and took Bob right away. After the paper work they took me back to him.
After bloods tests, a cat scan, an EKG, 2 tylenol and five hours, they let him go home. Diagnosis: Migraine. Neither Bob nor I agree with that.
I wasn't at all impressed with the doctor. By the time he finnally came in to see Bob, he wasn't even aware of how high Bob's blood pressure was when I brought him in. Didn't have the information where he could read it and as far as we know, never did go somewhere to check Bob's vitals.
We left feeling somewhat assured that he was ok, and promply went to Carlos O"kellys and had an outrageously unhealthy late lunch.
Later, feeling greatly releived and having had a good meal, I started in on Bob again. I told him in no uncertain terms was he to wait twelve hours and then off handedly tell me symtoms like that. These things I need to know ASAP! Leave the unimportant (diarrea kinda things) details for later. Not blurred vision with a headache! I threatened him with verbal AND physical abuse if he did it again ! Sorta felt like I was talking to one of my kids 35 years ago. I hope he listens better than they did.
It is 4 AM Easter Sunday morning and Bob seems ok. I know because I checked on him. He said he was fine and had been up twice to pee. Not the information I was after but his speech was good and he was laughing so I am not worried. It occured to me to check around the stool, but with guys that wouldn't neccessarily indicate a vision problem.
Bob's blood pressure cuff is on the kitchen table and he is checking it often. He is going to see his own doctor tomorrow and then I will feel better.
For now, don't worry. All seems well and any further symptoms will be handled immediately!
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