Monday, April 25, 2011

April 25, 2011

April 25, 2011 by bbryan
April 25, 2011, a photo by bbryan on Flickr.

Donald and I took his mother to the eye doctor today. Because she lives in a nursing home and is bed ridden, we had to get special transportation to take her there. It was a huge deal to get her bathed, in a wheelchair, and loaded in the van to get to her appointment on time, which was at 2:20. For some reason, the office either didn't care or they didn't realize how hard it was to get her there, or even how hard it is for her to remain in a sitting position for any length of time. They didn't call us back until 3:20. In the waiting room, almost everyone stared at her. Once the nurse called us back, it appeared it was an inconvenience for her to work with someone in a wheelchair. She kept saying, "The doctor won't be able to examine her if she can't reach the machine." It was not a pleasant experience. The doctor was able to examine her eyes, and she was even able to pick out new glasses, which you can see in today's photo of the day.

3 comments:

maryanne said...

They sound rude, maybe you should change doctors. They are supposed to call you back within 20-30 minutes. Are there doctors that visit the nursing home?

Shelly said...

i just don't have patience for people like that anymore...i was the rehab's worst nightmare when mama was there and they said it was not their (the cna's) job to get her to therapy...she had no problems anymore once i left

Betsy said...

We had to search to find a doctor that would see a patient in a wheelchair, and couldn't find one that would go to the nursing home. I hope these people never have to go through what Mrs. Bryan has been through, but if they do it will be a dose of their own medicine.