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beansideIt's Friday! And tomorrow we will be heading out for 28 glorious hours away from the house! So looking forward to it.
Yesterday, Dad's PT guy came. He's got a thick accent, which dad has trouble understanding, and he was getting frustrated wtih Dad not being able to hear him, and was super loud. I mean a certain amount of loud is needed, but this dude was excessive. He gets one more try before we request someone new, because he was not good for dad. Dad was getting frustrated with him, and seemed down when he left, because he was having trouble doing what was asked. Also, he didn't seem to know what a sit/stand frame was. He was under the impression that he was getting up with the walker and walking to the chair. And I think he tailored his exercises towards that. And you know, after typing it out, it sounds...not great. I may ask my sister to just go ahead and request a new PT. He's just not going to work out.
On the plus side, yesterday I found out that I only have one more day of watching my co-trainee. She's in her last week of training, so today is her last day before she's cut free. So next week, we'll really start working on me. Which is good. I can do that. Sitting and listening is just boring the shit out of me. Once in a while she'll get an interesting radiological study, but for the most part, it's just bog standard MRIs and Mammograms. I mean, I've learned stuff this week, but to be honest, a lot of it is how I don't want to do things. For instance I don't want to do like she did yesterday and 100% botch an interpreter call. I was cringing for this patient. She kept adressing the interpreter instead of him. It was painful.
Of course, that means that next week, I'm going to have to be at my best, ready to learn and all that. Hopefully, it'll go well. I'm still a little bruised from 911, where I did pretty well during the class, and then things went to shit when I got out into personal training. I just need to remind myself that my current trainer is not the same as the 911 trainer.
Anyhow, one more day of listening (surfing the internet) and then it's on to the real work. But first, a lovely weekend.
Of course, I meant to pack last night, and completely forgot, so I've gotta find time to do that tonight between work and our game at 7. I don't want to be doing it tomorrow, when I'm trying to get everything else together. That seems like a good way to forget something. As long as I remember underwear and meds, the rest we can work with.
Tomorrow, I'll get up relatively early, and pull all the last minute things I'll need. I've got two doses of my morning pills in my pill case, but I need to put my night pills into it. And Jess' as well.
Then, we shall head out. We're leaving early, since the weather is supposed to be shitty. So we're going to just take it easy, and get there safely. It normally takes about 1 1/2 hours, so we're leaving 2 1/2, just to be safe. If we get there early, we'll just relax in the lobby of the hotel until our room is ready. Last time we went up, it took close to 2 1/2 hours, but that was to a suburb of Philly, and the beltway was a disaster area. This probably won't take quite as long, but I'm going to be safe. I paid extra for early check in, and I'm going to use it. Or who knows, if we get ourselves together extra early, we'll stop at Waffle House for breakfast. We'll see how it goes.
It's supposed to be very rainy this weekend, which is sad, but we'll deal. I'd planned on mostly taking Uber rather than walking anyway, so it'll be fine.
Okay, it's time for me to get myself together. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
Yesterday, Dad's PT guy came. He's got a thick accent, which dad has trouble understanding, and he was getting frustrated wtih Dad not being able to hear him, and was super loud. I mean a certain amount of loud is needed, but this dude was excessive. He gets one more try before we request someone new, because he was not good for dad. Dad was getting frustrated with him, and seemed down when he left, because he was having trouble doing what was asked. Also, he didn't seem to know what a sit/stand frame was. He was under the impression that he was getting up with the walker and walking to the chair. And I think he tailored his exercises towards that. And you know, after typing it out, it sounds...not great. I may ask my sister to just go ahead and request a new PT. He's just not going to work out.
On the plus side, yesterday I found out that I only have one more day of watching my co-trainee. She's in her last week of training, so today is her last day before she's cut free. So next week, we'll really start working on me. Which is good. I can do that. Sitting and listening is just boring the shit out of me. Once in a while she'll get an interesting radiological study, but for the most part, it's just bog standard MRIs and Mammograms. I mean, I've learned stuff this week, but to be honest, a lot of it is how I don't want to do things. For instance I don't want to do like she did yesterday and 100% botch an interpreter call. I was cringing for this patient. She kept adressing the interpreter instead of him. It was painful.
Of course, that means that next week, I'm going to have to be at my best, ready to learn and all that. Hopefully, it'll go well. I'm still a little bruised from 911, where I did pretty well during the class, and then things went to shit when I got out into personal training. I just need to remind myself that my current trainer is not the same as the 911 trainer.
Anyhow, one more day of listening (surfing the internet) and then it's on to the real work. But first, a lovely weekend.
Of course, I meant to pack last night, and completely forgot, so I've gotta find time to do that tonight between work and our game at 7. I don't want to be doing it tomorrow, when I'm trying to get everything else together. That seems like a good way to forget something. As long as I remember underwear and meds, the rest we can work with.
Tomorrow, I'll get up relatively early, and pull all the last minute things I'll need. I've got two doses of my morning pills in my pill case, but I need to put my night pills into it. And Jess' as well.
Then, we shall head out. We're leaving early, since the weather is supposed to be shitty. So we're going to just take it easy, and get there safely. It normally takes about 1 1/2 hours, so we're leaving 2 1/2, just to be safe. If we get there early, we'll just relax in the lobby of the hotel until our room is ready. Last time we went up, it took close to 2 1/2 hours, but that was to a suburb of Philly, and the beltway was a disaster area. This probably won't take quite as long, but I'm going to be safe. I paid extra for early check in, and I'm going to use it. Or who knows, if we get ourselves together extra early, we'll stop at Waffle House for breakfast. We'll see how it goes.
It's supposed to be very rainy this weekend, which is sad, but we'll deal. I'd planned on mostly taking Uber rather than walking anyway, so it'll be fine.
Okay, it's time for me to get myself together. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
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Date: 2024-03-22 03:37 pm (UTC)