When to make nice & when to call BS.

8 thoughts on “When to make nice & when to call BS.”

  1. OH Gayle. Your experience, freaking unbelievable. But I understand, having been there myself. Please hang in there!

    Holding you and your family in my heart. Allison

    On Wed, May 9, 2018 at 7:03 AM, Gayle Markow: As I am… wrote:

    > Gayle posted: ” Sick and weakened, Mom paused on her way back to bed from > the commode. She looked at me closely, Do you think other people get to be > this old, and this sick, and die in this way? Yes, they do, I replied, as > simply and honestly as I could. Several tim” >

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    1. Thank you so much Sandy! Well, yes, I do believe she got better medical care because of my hawk-like presence, but not just by my being there. Only by my demanding things when polite requests were not met. And, I deeply believe it should not only be the mothers of nurses who receive excellent health care. It should be routine to treat vulnerable, ill people with kindness, and unfortunately the practice of medicine (doctoring) is as much an art as a science. There is that old joke… what do you call the guy who finishes at the bottom of his medical school class? You call him “doctor”. Mom is healing from the illness but facing increased weakness as a result and facing her 98 year old body. Trying our best to support her through all this, and to somehow take care of ourselves along the way… ❤ Much love to you and Jere!

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  2. Gayle
    So beautifully written as always.
    Thank you for being there for your Mother.
    It is good to point out possible errors or mishandling when you see it and especially when you are a very well trained and very knowledgeable former RN. Can’t take any of their BS when it invokes a much loved parent.
    I have always thought friends who had daughters who were Nurses got better medical care because the doctors and medical people know they are being watched.
    Hope your Mom is comfortable and doing good now. She looked beautiful on her birthday
    Hope you are getting some good rest now too.

    ❤️Sandy

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  3. Wonderful piece Gayle. It’s a reminder of how very important it is to have an advocate when one is hospitalized, keeping an eye on all things, procedures and medications! I worked with someone who had made a fatal mistake which actually brought him into therapy. Unfortunately, knowing this has made me far less trusting whenever I have to go in for a procedure or illness.

    Thank you so much for keeping me on your blog recipient list. And yes: more and more I find it imperative to call BS!

    I am so sorry to hear of your mother . . . and of your own 6-month illness. I will keep you both in my thoughts. I’m hoping this finds you well by now.

    Best regards,

    Patricia

    On Wed, May 9, 2018 at 7:03 AM, Gayle Markow: As I am… wrote:

    > Gayle posted: ” Sick and weakened, Mom paused on her way back to bed from > the commode. She looked at me closely, Do you think other people get to be > this old, and this sick, and die in this way? Yes, they do, I replied, as > simply and honestly as I could. Several tim” >

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  4. What a wonderful essay, Gayle. You are giving your mother the best gift a daughter could give, your vigilant, skillful, compassionate, and fiercely loving presence. I have no doubt that her confidence in your advocacy is greatly easing the stress and allowing her body to heal to the extent that a 98-year-old can. I loved what you said about her relative ease with the subject of death, how you have watched this change. xoxo

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  5. I am thinking of you and your mama Gayle. She is SO lucky to have you by her side. Glad you are with her for you both. Loved what you wrote.
    Sending you hugs and love
    Cj

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