So, Joey got her wound vac off from her surgery last night when Amanda, our friend, came to get her in bed. It'd been a week and a half, and the battery'd run out like clockwork. Dr. Collett'd said it would when he was telling us about what he'd done. Here's the rub.
Friday afternoon, when we realized the vac wasn't humming, which I think was actually that morning when I heard a beep I couldn't pin the source, we called the agency, when Joey started to feel the vac pad was getting bulky on its own. They said they didn't have orders, so we called Dallas to get said orders, then, called the agency to tell them the orders were on their way....then, they dropped the real reason they wouldn't do it.
The didn't have insurance authorization; therefore, they weren't getting paid. Forget that it might've NEEDED to come off, it wasn't happening with them UNTIL then, and ONLY then...and, PROBABLY not even then if they could find another loophole. Hell, Joey noted that the nurse, who came for me Wednesdays and Fridays and does Joey's med box, hadn't even been interested to see the spot...just out of curiosity as a nurse. Even our friends, who've been helping her since she's had her surgery and her last provider went sideways, have been interested to see what Collett'd done.
A layman, not meaning the term derogatorily, did a nurse's job UNPAID, because she CARES.
Care- the provision of what is necessary for the health, welfare, maintenance, and protection of someone or something.
feel concern or interest; attach importance to something.
These're official definitions. I would add "without monetary compensation" added.
Yeah, I know people need to be paid when doing their job, I get it, BUT NOT EVERYTHING'S ABOUT MONEY. And, not everything's about the self. That tells me A LOT a person. People're sloppy with their words and their actions. I love letting people talk and watching them. Most people're actually easy to read. People're just too busy thinking about the shit they're going to say to LISTEN what others're saying. But, I digress.
I worked in healthcare at my folks' office for 17 years, 4 of which was after they retired and sold the office to the hospital. I didn't leave because of the pay, I left, because I saw how corporate the place was becoming, putting money over care...and, I didn't want to be a part of that. I knew going in, it WASN'T about me, it was about keeping people above ground. I put my bias first once, and she DIED. Her name was Heather. I've been gone from the office since '17 to give some perspective.
Also, Joey and I've been getting home "health" since we were both 15. I'm 48, she's 46. Do the math. We've been through a lot of providers, we can read money grubbers from people, who're here because they want to be.
Just a thought...
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