Y'all, yesterday was the stupidest day I've had in a while.
Class was interesting, except that we had some people who just were not putting on their listening ears and just could not/would not keep up. One dude, who I suspect is a doctor, was especially bad, managing to be both dumb and condescending. It was impressive. By 10am, I was so frustrated that I was sending everyone random texts or DMs about it. As I said to![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
poisontaster, the next time I get down on myself, I need to be sent to a tech class. Because holy crap, I feel better about myself. I got a 96% on the test, so apparently my estimation of my understanding was pretty spot on. I'm not Einstein by any means, but damn. Anyway, day one down. Two more days to go.
While Dad has been in the hospital, Jess has been our all star. They've been going down at 10am each day to be there when the doctors do rounds, so that we get some information, since they seem disinclined to actually call us. Yesterday, they let Jess know that they were going to discharge, and his social worker called my sister and said that they couldn't get an ambulance to bring him home until 9pm. (I usually am in bed by then.) We all whined, but sucked it up. Cue night time, when I have a nasty headache. 9 o'clock comes and goes. 10 o'clock comes and goes. By this point, I'm getting annoyed. So I called down to the hospital just to see if the ambulance had left yet.
The desk person in the unit seemed very confused. "He's not being discharged tonight." She handed me over to his nurse, who confirmed that no, he's spending at least one more night. Apparently, his blood culture showed MRSA. They're assuming contaminates, but want to be certain, so he's getting a CT of his chest and another round of antibiotics. But no one thought to maybe pass along the information? Sweet baby cheesus, these people are bad at their jobs.
Of course, after all that, I was awake until 12:30am, making my 5am alarm hurt quite a bit.
So, now we're back in a waiting pattern. The CT isn't happening until sometime today, so basically, we have no clue of when/if he's coming home today. Hopefully, if they do send him home, it'll be at a reasonable hour.
I'm hoping that todays classmates are a little more capable of listening to instructions, so it won't be quite so painful.
I think they fucked up our schedule this week. They have us scheduled from 8-5, with an hour lunch, but Kronos is only accounting for a half hour, so we're all going to have OT.
So, today we shall see what happens with Dad. I have no real faith that they're going to call us about anything. You can bet that we're going to be up their ass, looking for updates. One thing, apparently they did a PT eval, during which he was shaky but able to stand and walk a couple of steps. So I feel less bad about going on a little trip in two weeks. So, Philly, here we come!
That's about all that's going on right now. I will now go forth and get some more coffee. I'm going to need it. Everyone have an amazing Thursday!
Class was interesting, except that we had some people who just were not putting on their listening ears and just could not/would not keep up. One dude, who I suspect is a doctor, was especially bad, managing to be both dumb and condescending. It was impressive. By 10am, I was so frustrated that I was sending everyone random texts or DMs about it. As I said to
poisontaster, the next time I get down on myself, I need to be sent to a tech class. Because holy crap, I feel better about myself. I got a 96% on the test, so apparently my estimation of my understanding was pretty spot on. I'm not Einstein by any means, but damn. Anyway, day one down. Two more days to go.While Dad has been in the hospital, Jess has been our all star. They've been going down at 10am each day to be there when the doctors do rounds, so that we get some information, since they seem disinclined to actually call us. Yesterday, they let Jess know that they were going to discharge, and his social worker called my sister and said that they couldn't get an ambulance to bring him home until 9pm. (I usually am in bed by then.) We all whined, but sucked it up. Cue night time, when I have a nasty headache. 9 o'clock comes and goes. 10 o'clock comes and goes. By this point, I'm getting annoyed. So I called down to the hospital just to see if the ambulance had left yet.
The desk person in the unit seemed very confused. "He's not being discharged tonight." She handed me over to his nurse, who confirmed that no, he's spending at least one more night. Apparently, his blood culture showed MRSA. They're assuming contaminates, but want to be certain, so he's getting a CT of his chest and another round of antibiotics. But no one thought to maybe pass along the information? Sweet baby cheesus, these people are bad at their jobs.
Of course, after all that, I was awake until 12:30am, making my 5am alarm hurt quite a bit.
So, now we're back in a waiting pattern. The CT isn't happening until sometime today, so basically, we have no clue of when/if he's coming home today. Hopefully, if they do send him home, it'll be at a reasonable hour.
I'm hoping that todays classmates are a little more capable of listening to instructions, so it won't be quite so painful.
I think they fucked up our schedule this week. They have us scheduled from 8-5, with an hour lunch, but Kronos is only accounting for a half hour, so we're all going to have OT.
So, today we shall see what happens with Dad. I have no real faith that they're going to call us about anything. You can bet that we're going to be up their ass, looking for updates. One thing, apparently they did a PT eval, during which he was shaky but able to stand and walk a couple of steps. So I feel less bad about going on a little trip in two weeks. So, Philly, here we come!
That's about all that's going on right now. I will now go forth and get some more coffee. I'm going to need it. Everyone have an amazing Thursday!
