Yesterday I was called by my buddy Lori. Actually her son called( which I thought weird) and told me to hold on for Lori…then Lori came on the line to inform me she was in the downtown hospital on the Rehab floor. This person has Cerebral Palsy (CP) which has affected her speech to a certain point. You have to pay attention closely when she is speaking. I could not tell if she was pissed off because I had not visited her or what. Either way the call was brief telling me which hospital she was in and what her room number. I got the point that she needs attention in the form of vistors. I next called my other buddy, Julie who works at the same place where Lori to find out what has been happening and sure enough Lori has been in the hospital a couple of week but that all she knew…no one there had been up to visit either. Lori was lonely. I of course did the Seinfeld thing assuring Lori she was not alone and I would be as soon as possible and hung up the phone.
I don’t know if I was pissed that she called me and quasi demand I pay attention to her or at myself for having to endure guilt for not paying better attention to my friends. I had a hour coming for lunch I did not take last Friday when I covered phone over lunch at my office then I stroked on genius! I could talk to the social worker at the hospital in my official capacity—drop off some brochures and call the whole event “Outreach” Cool!! Now I had a plan. I got my partner to take lunch early and she came back and I took off. My bus connections were pitiful but I eventually got right up to the hospital. I found Lori and She was so glad to see me or probably anyone I was beside myself. I have to admit I felt pretty good and not guilt. We talked and she needs some of the materials which may be on the website I maintain. I can also make some contacts and try to get the rest of the items she is going to need to transition back into her home. Lori is alone now, recently having gone through a divorce, I cannot imagine the stess of having to return home to an empty house with little supports. Her daughter will be coming back from N. Carolina to live with her in a couple of months. Actually looked pretty good and was only weepy a couple occasions. Dianne and I are going back to visit with her again soon. Dianne has the same disabling process Lori has but not as debilitating …yet. I need to apply some pressure to her office to go up and visit as well.
Yesterday I was called by my buddy Lori. Actually her son called( which I thought weird) and told me to hold on for Lori…then Lori came on the line to inform me she was in the downtown hospital on the Rehab floor. This person has Cerebral Palsy (CP) which has affected her speech to a certain point. You have to pay attention closely when she is speaking. I could not tell if she was pissed off because I had not visited her or what. Either way the call was brief telling me which hospital she was in and what her room number. I got the point that she needs attention in the form of vistors. I next called my other buddy, Julie who works at the same place where Lori to find out what has been happening and sure enough Lori has been in the hospital a couple of week but that all she knew…no one there had been up to visit either. Lori was lonely. I of course did the Seinfeld thing assuring Lori she was not alone and I would be as soon as possible and hung up the phone.
I don’t know if I was pissed that she called me and quasi demand I pay attention to her or at myself for having to endure guilt for not paying better attention to my friends. I had a hour coming for lunch I did not take last Friday when I covered phone over lunch at my office then I stroked on genius! I could talk to the social worker at the hospital in my official capacity—drop off some brochures and call the whole event “Outreach” Cool!! Now I had a plan. I got my partner to take lunch early and she came back and I took off. My bus connections were pitiful but I eventually got right up to the hospital. I found Lori and She was so glad to see me or probably anyone I was beside myself. I have to admit I felt pretty good and not guilty. We talked and she needs some of the materials which may be on the website I maintain. I can also make some contacts and try to get the rest of the items she is going to need to transition back into her home. Lori is alone now, recently having gone through a divorce, I cannot imagine the stess of having to return home to an empty house with little supports. Her daughter will be coming back from N. Carolina to live with her in a couple of months. Actually looked pretty good and was only weepy a couple occasions. Dianne and I are going back to visit with her again soon. Dianne has the same disabling process Lori has but not as debilitating …yet. I need to apply some pressure to her office to go up and visit as well. Post script: I found when I called Julie when I got back to my office that two of the office fact had indeed gone up this very day. I must have just missed them as I left. Cool this will help Lori alot. I only wish I had gone up sooner.
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