I've already started fasting for the colonoscopy procedure to happen, so I guess I'm gonna just take the chance that all the publicity about the lack of sterilizing the equipment between patients will cause the people that's gonna do it to me to be more cautious. When I wrote yesterday that my real fear was what the doctors will find with those cameras, I realized that was my basic reason for fussing over this. Then, I started looking for positive qualities about the people who told me what to expect during the pre-op conversations.
I did a lot of fasting up until I had that ruptured disc operation. The operation really helped, but it took a long time to get there, and my pride and integrity was in shambles by the time the neurologist performed the procedure. Months of agony. My newest favorite doctor made a comment about me having problems with the medical profession, but I don't agree with her. My problem is the same ol'/same ol'. It's with authority. In the medico's case, it's simply the fact that I have to hand over my authority for making decision about what happens with my person to another person. It doesn't matter what their profession is.
I just got a telephone call from the VA Surgery Clinic. They called to remind me of my appointment on Monday. None of those people identify themselves. I figure they got a reason. I may or may not agree with it. The conversation went exactly how I wanted it to go. I was able to bring up the news article in a humorous way.
She never let me finish, but interrupted me, and told me they were perfectly aware of what had come out in the news, and the clinics that didn't pass the sterilization check were de-certified until they can step up. That's all I really wanted. I wanted for them to acknowledge what had become public and reassure me they're doing as much as they can do to prevent me from being a victim of such carelessness. I feel better about what's going on. I'll be there on Monday. I may be dead by Tuesday, but I'm going in... Aiiiiyeeeeee!!!
That's all I can really ask from people who have grown contemptuous of a long-time job simply because of familiarity. Tenured professors can be the very opposite of what you might want yo' children to be mentored by. Many of them teach "life lessons" instead of what their expertise indicates.
Practically every situation that concerns me these days has to do with bureaucrats routinely taking advantage of older people through inflated utility bills. They seem to figure they better get what they can before the doctors and lawyers or the investment bankers and the Ponzi scheme artists get it all.
Both rich and po' people are no more than the janitors of they possessions. Christ may have been right to say his followers should give their possessions away. Building up treasures on Earth attracts the ghouls and buzzards who want what you worked for, and that's the kind of people you'll be encountering as long as you have something THEY value. What a drag, man. Double bind. Damned if you do, damned if you don't.
They know they're doing it deliberately because it's probably true that many older people who live by themselves are too senile or demented to demand they stop the abuse. "It takes two bowls..." It will happen to me too. Since my children aren't around to protect their own interests, there probably won't be anything left for them to inherit by the time the government robs me blind.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
