Ruminations And Other Important Trivia

It has been another eventful day here at the old mansion — nothing earth shaking has happened … that is how it is when you get to be 88 years old– which I will do on July 8th if I live that long …so far I am feeling pretty good… Nothing major going on — just getting a little fatter after my appetite has returned from the horrible cdif attack that is now 31 weeks in the rear view mirror. Thanks a lot to the medical idiot at the hospital that caused me to get this damnable disease by giving me a too-strong antibiotic for an ear infection that never existed …but we got the antibiotic “Just in case” — I guarantee you there will never be another “Just in case” situation and if they ever try it again they are going to be told where to stick it.

Since the hospital is not private but is operated by an undisclosed agency, there is no recourse for patients in the event of medical malpractice or anything like that …. this is the same outfit that subjected me to a case of “Rehabilitation Dumping” too — discharged me to go home and cope with the disease all on my own… no discharge instructions… no follow ups… nothing… but I fooled their asses … I survived. What is rehabilitation dumping? Here is the best definition that I have been able to find courtesy of artificial intelligence

“Rehabilitation dumping” is not a formal medical/legal term, but it is commonly used to describe a form of patient dumping involving rehabilitation facilities or rehab placement.

In practice, it usually means a hospital or nursing facility:

• transfers or discharges a patient to a rehab center, nursing home, shelter, or the street before the patient is truly ready, or
• sends the patient somewhere mainly because of insurance limits, inability to pay, behavioral issues, or bed pressure, rather than because the transfer is medically appropriate.

Typical examples include

• dropping a confused or medically fragile patient at a rehab facility without proper admission coordination,
• discharging someone from rehab abruptly when insurance stops paying,
• sending patients to homeless shelters or unsafe living situations after rehab,
• “cycling” difficult or uninsured patients between hospitals, rehab centers, and nursing homes.

Critics describe it as shifting responsibility for vulnerable patients instead of providing a safe discharge plan. In U.S. healthcare law and policy discussions, this is usually grouped under the broader concept of patient dumping, which can violate federal discharge and emergency-care rules in some situations. (lanebrownlaw.com)

Of course I may be over-reacting but I definitely felt like I should have stayed in their isolation unit a little bit longer than the two days i was privileged to be there …after all, I was still contagious….but it is all over and in the past now so there is no reason for me to keep on complaining about it …nothing can be done and I have to live with it and i did survive and I am much better now…things are pretty much returning to normal…. I am no longer contagious …my appetite has returned… my bones have stopped their mad dash to create white blood cells … and so on and so forth…f**k it ….that is life I guess…. I am just glad to be this damned old and in this good of condition.

It is raining here today— I am glad it is rain and not ice and snow … we had the damned coldest winter that I can remember this past year and now I am feeling like we are going to have the hottest summer on record — I foresee the worst wildfire season ever…. the worse drought season ever ….. water shortages ….good drinking water shortages …. as you can see I am an indefatigable optimist —wrong— I am pessimistic as hell ….I have good reason to be pessimistic…. even fatalist…. I have lived long enough to learn how to avoid sugar coating shit ….I tell it like i see it ….people don’t always appreciate me… but that is alright…. I have enough life experience to equal any 10 of my fellow human beings—and I can tell you now that only God has ever given me anything that I did not sweat my ass off to achieve. But whether you believe in God or not is not important to me, because i definitely believe in God and, in fact, am trying my best to be a Christian but not doing a very good job of it….not perfect yet… as you might ascertain from my often profane nature.

Now I have rattled on long enough– I am going to go into the living room …. the cavernous living room…. and sit in my eight hundred dollar reclining chair and watch my 72-inch flat screen television for awhile and then a movie a little later on …can’t drink booze anymore …. can’t stand the taste of beer …. so there is no alcohol in the house…. I had an extensive liquor cabinet at one time…. only the best … only top shelf … the most expensive… back when I had plenty of money to waste …but i downsized and am now living modestly — although there is nothing that I ever want that i cannot have …Just don’t get out to the Colony Club for Chateau Briand for Two as much any more….