LETTERS FROM JET
Ma Kettle in Full Armour

I wrote this after spending another particularly frustrating day at the hospital. That day I was so fed up that medical specialists never seem to communicate with each other, even when they work in the same hospital. They only look at the problem from the viewpoint of their own specialized field. The reference to Orlando is to the Trigeminal Neuralgia Association conference I planned to attend in Florida where I hoped to meet many of my friends from the TN-L mailing list. - JetLook out!  It's Ma Kettle

Hi group! Ma Kettle here!
I just spent another day in the hospital and I have made my mind up! I know what I am going to wear the minute I see another medical specialist .

It's obvious these specialists have never learned to communicate with each other or their patients  -- and I always thought these people were smart. Well, I consider myself  smart, too.  I will follow their example and treat them the same way they treat their patients.   I *will* communicate the way they do -- literally! <vbg> : )

So, close your eyes and drift away in your imagination. Are we drifting? Ok, then here we go ..

I am going to get the bucket from under my sink. I will put this bucket on my head. Then I will take out my saucepans. I will tie these saucepans to my elbows and my knees - they're weak points ya know. I'll get my forks out and attach them to my body, with the prongs pointed outwards (in case some specialist wants to walk over me). Then I will take my mixer and attach that to my chest and I will take my blender and attach that to my back. This is in case some specialist tries to hit me in the back or front.   eeerrronnngggghhhh - the sound is just too lovely <evil grin>.

I will hang a string of garlic around my neck to chase the evil spirits away.  I will have a bag full of leeks, with one leek in my hand to just bang them on their narrow-minded, arrogant heads and knock some sense into them.

I will have a drum kettle and a flute hanging on my belt to warn everyone that another one of these &*^%#$%% arrogant specialists is talking.

Yup group! that is what my costume will look like the minute I see another specialist. Those doctors have studied for years, they should know better. They seem to forget  that  the only reason they can practice their medicine is because of their patients. *They* should do the research and share this information with their patients. We should not be forced to research information for ourselves. Where are these smart guys?? Why don't they talk with us? I know with my armour, my kitchen is empty because ......their arrogance is beyond any limit. I'm dead serious here.

Think you will recognize me the minute I land in Orlando? ....Hope so...

Jeez, I have an empty kitchen now <g> Poor family.........
 
 

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