
The residents on the floor forgot to book it. The discharge summary, written by the residents, said it was the surgeon’s office who was to arrange the procedure. The surgeon’s office thought the residents would do it. The urologist's surgical report said he would arrange it. The residents forgot to even copy the urologist on the discharge summary. So in the end, no one did it. When 21 days had gone by and I had heard nothing, I called the urologist myself in frustration. His office said they knew nothing about this referral at all. The urologist had to start from scratch, so he sent a referral to radiology, which took another week to process.
So Tuesday February 20th was the date of the cystogram. My next task was getting a doctor to give an order to the VON to authorize removal of the catheter. Because prolonged catheter use can result in significant functional problems, the VON also needs an order to follow me after removal. But my surgeon was away on holidays, as was my family doctor. Even though Nurse Practitioners are empowered to give orders to the VON, mine was “not confident” and would not do it. The urologist did not want to commit without having a written report. The VON came over to help, but had to leave because there was no order, job undone. So what did I do? Andrew and I jumped back in the car, drove like demons to the hospital, ran into the radiology department, and asked if the Radiology Nurse could help me. I was practically ready to go postal.
The Radiology Nurse was a delightful young woman. She said, “I have read your book, and I would be honoured to help you.”
So now the catheter is out! I am human again! Now we wait to see if I have complications.
On another note of human kindness, a VON has been caring for me very assiduously. She too has recently read The Cancer Olympics. She has called frequently, arranged supplies, ensured quality care from others, called doctors, and has been tremendously supportive.
So again, terrible care and great responsive care – just the same as my first cancer. It upsets me to think that if I had not taken on all the calling myself about the catheter, I would still be waiting, oblivious to the neglect. Sometimes even superhuman patients cannot get care. When will doctors and their receptionists grasp that patients who have just undergone massive surgeries cannot be expected to do all that heavy lifting? Why can’t people just take responsibility for the jobs we pay them for? What THE HELL is happening to patients who cannot speak English, are elderly, or are in too much pain to endlessly lobby for basic care? IT IS NOT FAIR!!!
And another crazy thing – the Gastroenterology Department at QEII called to say that they are offering me a colonoscopy appointment – from a referral sent to them in APRIL OF 2015!!! Three years ago! “We are backed up,” they said.
Enough ranting. Today’s song, on the theme of stupidity, is from Graham Parker and the Rumour’s amusing tune “Stupefaction.” I had his The Up Escalator album in 1980! Graham Parker preceded punk and new wave music. His quirky blue-collar image and sarcastic lyrics are believed to have been a major influence on other famous British musicians, namely Elvis Costello and Joe Jackson. To me, he is very Tom-Petty-esque. Yes, when it comes to healthcare, I often “get to feeling like a wheel without traction.”
The sun is burning, it never changes
The people look up with nothing in their eyeballs
They stare at billboards as if for guidance
There's something wrong here I can't but my finger on
Same thing, same way, everyday,
Stupefaction
oh yeah
Drive out on sunset but nothing's moving
The lights are green or is that my imagination?
The people sit there
cameras without action
I can't see the point but I see the attraction
Same thing, same way, everyday
Stupefaction
oh yeah
We're going to get clear outa this some day
Because the comfort's so appealing
the bodies so revealing
Just get to feeling like a wheel without traction
Stupefaction
oh yeah
I ask the landlord how much you making
Don't you get tired of just taking and taking?
I ask the neighbour why are you so stupid?
Giving us those dirty looks and trying to murder cupid
Same thing, same way, everyday
Stupefaction
ah yeah
We're going to get clear outa this some day
Because the comfort's so appealing
the bodies so revealing
Just get to feeling like a wheel without traction
Stupefaction
oh yeah
.
Turn up the TV turn up the radio
Turn up the volume nothing seems to matter
Lay back and slumber bring out the number
Ask the operator what spell we are under
Same thing, same way, everyday
Stupefaction
ah yeah
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Same thing same way everyday
Stupefaction
ah yeah
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey
Stupid stupid stupid hey hey hey.