It's my appointment at the hospital tomorrow with the Consultant...and that means tackling the old misery first...
She isn't old actually, but she wears a sucking lemons expression and has a way of making you feel as though you're being a bloomin' nuisance cluttering up the clinic...
The minute I sit on the scales...you have to sit 'cos the clinic is for decrepit people...she'll glare at me and tell me to move my oxygen tank...'We don't want to be weighing that as well do we?' The last time I went I replied...'We do not!' she hadn't given me a chance to put it down so I left it lying anyoldhow on the floor...which irritated her no end.
Then she'll scowl while she writes down my weight and accuse me of not eating properly...'you have to think of your health' she'll say...like it never occurs to me to do so...
Next comes the oxymeter...now I quite deliberately and maliciously wear nail varnish because I made the mistake one time of telling her I bought a oxymeter of my own and she was totally appalled and said it was completely un-necessary and I'd become 'fixated'...'it won't work with nail polish...remember not to put any on next time'...so my nails are bright sparkly blue...all ready for tomorrow.
Then she'll tell me I need to join the club...I'm missing out on valuable information...and interesting outings with tea and cakes...I just shudder at the very thought of being press-ganged into the Sligo branch of the Poorly Lung people and I'll tell her ...again...that actually, I'd rather be exploring ancient graveyards if it's all the same to her...
She was so feckin insistent last time, that I lied and told her I suffered from social anxiety...couldn't possibly be in a large group of jolly people...I'd have an attack and frighten them all...
Before you berate me for showing such reluctance...it isn't anything to do with the re-hab...this is a social group for COPD and related diseases...they have raffles as well...and card games. It probably suits many people...but not me.
Oh you poor thing you are having a time of it. Your consultant does not seem very empathic. I did attend a COPD rehab course for 6 weeks and did have the option to go to maintenance classes thereafter, but considered it was far more trouble and inconvenience than it was worth going to, distance weather and my health at the time, however I have never been pressured into it. Perhaps I am lucky in that I am regularly seen by specialist respiratory nurses who monitor me and are very supportive and a very caring hubby, plus friends. I do hope you can meet up with more appealing group
You sound like me! a little rebel in us right? but I do not lilke people like her...lol
You're very lucky to actually see A consultant, let alone tge same consultant, every time. That doesn't happen very often at clinics in the HSE. Usually you get fobbed off with some trainee or the porter or some such. Give the Old Misery a kiss from all of us
Vashti, I wish I was a fly on the wall at your appt. tomorrow & to tell the truth I ADORE exploring ancient graveyards. I'm sure I know your old misery, I think she's on the till at my local Tesco's & shakes her head as I put my Gin & nicotine gum on the counter
Seriously Good Luck and hope all goes well tomorrow
Oh Vashti , good luck for what is now today. I love old graveyards too and old churches and buildings. A neice married at a very old church and there were stains in the stone from where the vikings used to sail up the Trent and terrorise the villages, setting fire to churches. You fluant the blue nails.... love Margaret x
Morning Vashti! Don't forget to let us have a report of how your visit goes today - and I love sparkly blue nails lol 😀😀. xxx
Morning Vashti, Do hope the visit to see your consultant goes well, I am sure you are more than a match for his nurse, Doctors receptionist often suffer the same condition,Regards, Bulpit
Love the rebel with the glittery blue nails you go vashti!
Oh Vashti, you're so like me! I very seldom go out as I cannot think where to go? The suggestion by everyone (well meant) to join all these groups, sends a shudder through me. Pulmonary rehab was bad enough, but I did get through it - without gaining any benefit whatsoever. During those sessions it always caused amusement to the others because I have very long finger nails which are always painted. When they did my oxygen levels, it wouldn't fit on a finger, so they used to clip it on my toe! lol
Good luck today Vashti, i to annoy them with nail polish,not deliberately i just like it, but all they have to do is turn the oxy meter round, or so a nurse told me. Xx
I guess its all over now. Sorry you have to put up with grumpy but your telling of the tail is wonderful. She must be an Iceberg if she doesn't respond to your since of fun.
Hi Vashti,We seem to be doing a. double act today.I have been to see a consultant today and I have silver. nails with gold sparkles.My first time seeing a consultant,and the nurse was different to yours.This nurse to her we were a couple.Everything was we,I even thaught she was coming in for a diagnosis.I have really come out. no wiser than when I went in.I have to. have more tests and an MRI and a tube down my throat so I will just try to relax and do as I am told for a change😀 as usual I had a good laugh at your description of your morning.Knikkers I agree.Not my idea of a good. time. Hope no one is feeling to bad today mags xxx
I am with you on the club front vashti - not for me either. I hope the hospital appointment went well but I am sure you will let us know in due course. I am up to my ears with Pete, his mother, daughter's cat etc. so just come on here when I can.
Reminds me of a time way back when I had a major 9 hour nose bleed that needed urgent stopping. My diminutive mother in law took me in her car as I had to have a hand to my nose at all times with hankies and tissues. The receptionist at the time was a force to be reckoned with. After explaining my problem she told us to sit down. By this time my hanky had absorbed all it could and I just dripped onto the floor after filling my cupped hand. UP stood the Receptionist and shouted over the rows of chairs "Do not drip blood on the floor!" For my mild mannered Mother in law to stand and reply with "It is because he cannot stop it bleeding, he is here you stupid women!" This was a shock to me and the receptionist and a few claps were heard from the waiting wounded
The Next thing I had a pad for my nose and a cleaner wiping up my spillage.
Trust all good news at your apt today, Vashti. I like the phrase 'lemon-lips.'
I remember the stone in a graveyard near where I was born in Cornwall. The nearby creek was, in the n'olden days' a popular landing place for rum and baccy smugglers, so the armed revenue men would often be waiting for the off-load. The Revenues ambushed some smugglers one dark an dirty night and one of the runners was shot and killed. No ID was found on his body so his gravestone read, "His foot did slip and he did fall. Help, Help, he cried, and that was all."
I can understand your not wanting to join a club catering for the Poorly Lungs of Sligo, even with tea and cakes. I came back yesterday from the only "club" to which I belong (apart from a few that push the vino by mail) - mine is the Cavaliers. We are a maximum of 26 men who meet for a formal, slap-up lunch on the 3rd Tuesday of every month. Various discussions are had on politics, the perilous state of the euro, the coming elections, and the rising price of a pint ! These lunches have been known to finish around 10 at night, but everyone gets home safe and well, even if they don't remember how they got there! It might be misogynistic, but we know for sure that our senior halves do exactly the same, more than once a month! Nuff said.
Isle of Wight ~ A good place to grow old disgracefully.
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