You’re not that lucky, I’m still here 😈
No, this is the last post I do about doctors & nurses, hospitals, blood and guts (mine). I’m just as fed up with it, as you all must be. Should that be y’all?
Yesterday, that’s Monday the 23rd, in case I don’t get to finish this ramble today; I rang Gods office and spoke to Angel Irene, at least I think it was A.Irene, with my hearing it might have been Gabriel; and cancelled my appointment to see him this Thursday. I did not make another!
I’ll pop along to see Nurse Percy each month, and she can give me my shot of whatever it is that keeps me going, I’ll do that this Thursday instead. I’ll see Dr Ping Nee at the same time and tell her of my decision.
That still leaves Prof. Kilian, the Cardiologist, I have an appointment to see him in a couple of months. As you know, he told me I need an operation to fix a valve, and I’d have to have that, before any operation for another cancer. As I am no longer bothering with that, it remains just the heart thing.
So what to do. I’ll refuse to have any operation unless I get a guarantee that I will not wake up after!
Seems pretty fair, the doc’s get some useful practice and I get a quick exit 😀
Of course I haven’t discussed this with any of my family, I wonder if anyone will realize on Thursday that I had an appointment with you know who 👿 I doubt it!
Death and dying is taboo, with my mob. I’ll tell you a little tale of something that happened a couple of weeks back, it’ll show you what I have to contend with.
I was sitting out on the front veranda with my son, Nathan Sebastian, and my daughter Emma arrived with Ruby, now Ruby likes to bring me a leaf that she’s found, or pick a little flower from the garden when she gets through the gate, which she hands me with a lovely, shy, smile.
The morning involved she picked a little white flower, don’t ask me what sort I have no idea, and when she handed it to me, I thanked her and told her how happy I was to get the nice new flower, because the last one had died.
POW! I got both barrels from son and daughter! “You can’t use that word!” What word””D.I.E.D.”, spelt out. “Why not?” ” Because she doesn’t know about such things” and so it went on.
Frankly I was disgusted. And I refuse to not speak and I refuse to spell words. Ruby is a very intelligent child, and human being, and should be treated as such and with respect; not brought up under a cloak of ignorance.
I can’t put it down to sending my three children to private church schools, for their education, as they’ve all turned out atheists, about the only thing we have in common. I do have thoughts on the matter which I shall not trouble you with.
So there we have it. No more of you know what, damned if I know what I’ll rave and ramble on about from hereon in, I’ll think of something hopefully! 😀
The next post on my well being, will be an obituary, all I need to do is find someone to write it, can’t rely on the family; they don’t use the ‘D.E.A.D.” word. 👿