The Road to Zimbabwe - memories of travel & romamce by John & Nancy Blignaut

The Road to Zimbabwe - memories of travel & romamce  by  John & Nancy Blignaut
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Thursday, December 2, 2010

My Day

My day started at 3:00 AM with a call from the Vetrens's Hospital. A doctor wanted to know all the details of John's fall. I did my best to provide a coherant narrative. I probably failed due to social differences. My brother fell and the ladies downstairs called the owner of the appartment building. He came, found John and called for EMS. Seems simple. Not for the doctors. I referred to the owner as "Billy." I explained that naturally the ladies would call him. Doctor thought "Billy" was the super. We don't have supers in this area. I tried to explain. "Billy" is William Farrell. He went to school with me and my brother. His mother in law and various other relatives live in the building. Billy holds the master key, naturally enough. Clearly the doctor was unfamiliar with small towns.
Reported my brother was in guarded conditions.
Since no one else will deal, I am my brother's legal and medical guardian. Fell asleep finally wondering if I'd have to make the decision to pull the plug.
The truth is that in spite of it all, I guess I love my brother.
At 7:00 AM I started calling the hospital. Finally found he was in ICU and stable. THANK GOD. However tests are being done to determine heart attack and brain bleed. I'm now terrified about the reports.
Called THE MOTHER. Exhausting. Determined I'd pick her up and take her for visit. She thinks the hospitals think we were abusing John. He has rug burns. I haven't seen the man in six years. Mom couldn't get near him. He hates her.
After that I gave Mickey his insulin shot, fed the dogs, kept Nanqu from eating the other dog's food and sat down to listen to the radio.
Discussion is about the economy. Apparently the best thing is to cut unemployment benefits and not cut taxes. Sometimes I get so confused. I thought maybe we should increase taxes except on the very poor.We're fast becoming a plutocracy. I'd have thought that billionaires could get by with a 170,000.00 tax increase.
I hate it when the nation takes up religion. Money is NOT God. Republicans need a good shaking, a smack on the rear and an IQ infusion. So do the Democrats. So does the nation.
I'm tired.

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