Showing posts with label Bear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bear. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Insane Doctor's Office


Imagine taking your 10 year old child to a routine doctor’s visit one morning. Later on you are at work and the phone rings. "Mrs. ______ your child has cancer and there is no hope. Please bring him back in so we can get it all over with. We can take care of everything today and by tonight it will be all over. Remember we close at 5 pm."

You would panic, your life would flash before your eyes. You reach for your car keys and some how head out of the office toward the parking lot. You do not remember how you got from your desk to your child. You hold your child and weep. Then anger sets in and you do not want to give up without a fight. You call another doctor and make an emergency appointment with their specialist.

This happened to my sister last November, the day before Thanksgiving. When I first answered my phone I couldn’t tell who was on the other end. I heard lots of screaming, mumbled words and sobbing. I look at the number and realize it is my sister. She was absolutely hysterical. Any one of us would be!

She went to the other doctor for a second opinion and they gave her hope. Bear was given medication and had surgery a few months later. He has been given 6 more years.

Can you believe the actions of the first doctor? How freakin’ callous can you get?!! Your baby is dying lets just get it over with tonight…how soon can you get here? The man who called was just so ‘matter a fact’ about the whole thing. You don’t shock the crap out of someone and then expect them to drive safely or even be coherent. You tell them they need to come in for a consultation or make up some excuse to get them calmly to the office.

Well, the months went by. Needless to say she never took her baby back to that freaking insane doctor’s office again. She and I had put them completely out of our thoughts…until yesterday.

Years ago my sister had signed up for a special health plan for Bear which gave him a few perks like so many free dental cleanings per year and I think a few shots. Anyway, this special health plan was with the insane doctor’s office. My sister’s thinking was ok, I will keep up with the free dental cleanings since she was paid up for the whole year. They couldn’t possibly screw that up right?

Wrong!

That evil-cold-hearted-matter-of-fact man called her yesterday to say her Bear needed to come in to update a shot. She politely explained she has another doctor now and since Bear has cancer he will no longer take the shots. The man is rude and yells at her “..but Mrs.____, it is required by law that he have his shots up to date!” Mmm Mr. Ice Cold has a hot temper. Then he goes on to say that there is no proof Bear has cancer! What the H*@! THIS is the same insane man who told her to bring Bear in so they could medicate him and do away with him that very day!

He kept arguing and yelling at my sister and then finally he said something so horrid my sister lost her temper and let him have it! What could he say that was worse than anything he had said so far?


“LOOK! YOU BETTER GET HIM IN HERE FOR HIS SHOT OR ELSE! IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO HIM THEY WILL CUT OFF HIS HEAD! YES! CUT OFF HIS (bleeped) HEAD! CRACK IT OPEN TO SEE IF HE IS INFECTED AND THEN GIVE YOU BACK HIS HEAD! YOU CAN BURRY HIS HEAD! HOW YOU WOULD LIKE THAT?!”


I am thinking this man needs to be medicated and put in a freakin’ padded cell! WTH?! He had her so upset …AGAIN! Making her visualize her babies severed head? The man needs to be taken out and horse whipped!

My sister has had it with that man and would like to have him fired! Can you blame her? If I lived in the same state I would have been on my way down to that man’s office and beat the living tar out of him! And then shove that shot, syringe and all right up his arse!

If you have been reading a long while you know who Bear is. If not, he is my sister’s fur baby. She honestly and truly loves him exactly like we love our children. Bear is doing great! When I saw him last he was rushing about with the energy and enthusiasm of a 6 month old pup!

I do not know who to contact to get this man fired. Not only do we want him fired but we want him professionally reprimanded! What is the hierarchy of Veterinarians? Is there a state board to contact? What about calling PetSmart? I think the veterinarian’s office is connected to a PetSmart or right next door. They work in both the vet office and the PetSmart.

Any advise would be greatly appreciated. Oh and I apologize for all the almost curse words. I am just that ANGRY about the whole thing!

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Hats Off to Auntie D !!

This is a very Special Day.

For the past several years my little sister has been putting herself through college. She has endured life crippling events and still pushed forward with her dreams. The latest of such events was finding out Bear had cancer. This was devistating to say the least. Thankfully, he is alive and doing very well considering having had a portion of his lung removed in surgery earlier this year.

My sister and I talk on the phone atleast every other day and for an hour or so during each call. When she started her Masters Degree she was doing very well on her own. Then negative people starting 'putting a bug in her ear'. Her own friends and co-workers started saying "I don't know why you are waisting all your time, energy and money on a degree. You don't need a degree. You don't need all the degrees you have. We don't have degrees and we make good money." I was shocked to hear this and amazed her friends were so unsuportive. Education is very important. It is horrid to belittle someone's effort to further their education.

That is when the crying, angry and worn out calls started. I wanted to smack some sense into those who were constantly trying to bring her down. I know my sister may think I helped her a great deal with her thesis but she did all the work herself. I was basically acting as her sounding board and reminding her that she can accomplish anything. No matter if the phone call started out with tears, anger or words of frustration the call always ended with us laughing.

Before turning in her thesis she sent it to me for one final look over. I thought I was going to cry when I read her dedication page. I am getting misty eyed right now just thinking about it and at this moment I cannot even remember the words. Thank you Auntie D.

Early this morning she called my cell phone. I threw off the covers and started rushing around the house looking for where I might have left it. I finally find it and missed the call. Then my house phone starts ringing and I run back to my bedroom to pick up the phone. For some strange reason it was not working so I run to pick up in the dinning room. By that time the phone stopped ringing and no message was left. Pup saw that I was awake and made it clear it was time for him to go out in the back yard. I went into the bathroom and ...you guessed it, the phone started ringing again. Thoughts of "why is she calling so many times?" went through my head and then I started to worry. What if something is wrong, an emergency! I quickly finish up and rush to the phone. I missed the call ...AGAIN ! This time she left me a message. "I GOT AN "A"!! A FREAKEN "A" CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!! I GOT AN "A"!!

I was so proud of her and very excited for her too!! She called one more time on my cell phone. This time I had my bluetooth on so I was not running around like a crazy person trying to answer a phone. We both screamed and squealed with exitement!! We hoped for at least a passing C and I secretly hoped for her to get high B. She got an A!!! Oh my goodness, this time around she will have the velvet, six sided tam! I am so happy for her! After we settled down from all the excitement we chatted happily for about an hour. Today is a good day!

My sister may not be a movie star or other famous celebrity many have a role models. Come on how many of them are really the type who have there lives together enough to truly be a role model we want for our children. I am not saying all movie actors or celebrities, just that there are so many I do not want as a role model for my children. I know every aspect of my sister's life, everything she has done and all that has happened in her life. No one can say she is not a great role model. She is the person I want as a role model for my children.

CONGRATULATIONS AUNTIE D !! YOU DID IT !! YOU REALLY DID IT !!


I cannot wait to see you in that tam!