Nothing for them to accept. I don't expect him to administer the treatment, as it were, just make sure I have it available to me while I'm still able to recognize the need for it. I'm going to guess that it's not a matter of going to bed one night fine, and waking up the next day having lost all your marbles. Catch me when the bag of marbles is about half full.
If that were the criteria, my wife would hand me the gun now.
Unforgiven, Assassination Tango, I Dream of Jeanie, The French Chef . . . such a range of characters!
Sure, let's go ahead and endlessly analyze a fairly off-the-cuff conversation with a friend for a few pages to see what we can pick apart. That'll be productive. It may be -- and I don't know, having never gone through the exact scenario - that one may reach a point where one has periods of lucid, rational thought and not be aware that one was off in la-la land in between, and need to be told that one is losing one's marbles. It may further be possible, in fact I would think it prudent, that access to one's own preferred method of treatment may be restricted when one starts to lose one's marbles, and a guy might need a friend to help him out with that.
I swear I've caught mine standing there with a pillow in her hands when I wake up... could just be my imagination.
You're thinking of the drummer from the Muppet Show...
My Dad died of Parkinson's. He was mostly lucid until the last 6 months of his life, when he would hallucinate at night. He had served as an infantry officer in Vietnam, in close proximity to an Australian army unit. At night he would wake up and shout "get that ****** Australian out of there!!!"
Uh oh. That's one of the first symptoms. Perhaps you should see a neurologist.
It's the closest hospital to our house, and she worked there for a while. Our rule is simple... "If I'm bleeding out in front of the door to the ER, load me in the car and take me somewhere else."
We have a hospital like that. Three months after an ER visit, they told me they had no records of my having been there. I've been known to say that if I was on fire in their parking lot, I would like the fire department to extinguish me and take me to a different hospital. If I was having a heart attack in their ER waiting room, I would call 911 to take me somewhere else.
Henry McGee (as a doctor in a hospital): So, how did you come to be ill?
The nearest better hospital here is 50 miles away. I tell my wife if I get hit by a train to take me there first. I get blood work done every 6 months and I have no problems with driving the extra 50 miles. When they stick the needle in me I have never felt anything more than a slight pinch.
If they have no record of my visit then I don't have a bill to pay
I was up to 5 before an experienced nurse came into the room did it on the first try. Know everyone has to learn but that was enough for me.
I did tell them that my insurance company would be interested in this information.
Not getting a regular physical increases the chances that you'll need to see more doctors later...
When I owned my veterinary hospital, I had technicians that would hit the vein of a kitten on the first try. A kitten's vein is about the size of angel hair pasta. They used to joke about human phlebotomists that made three or four times as much money as them and couldn't hit a vein the size of a soda straw. When I asked why they didn't become a nurse, they all said "ewwww. People".
And even when they married, thirty years ago,he was 65 and she was 35. Still within range.
Do you hold the same judgement now that the extent of his dementia has been made public?
Good news: You will have a hard time finding a doc that doesn't advise patients how to control or eliminate diabetes via diet and exercise.
I used to think like this. I didn't have insurance even when it was required by law.
I was hoping to get back to this before you could reply so that I could add that you DID include a couple of "if"s in your comment. Since those "IF"s didn't happen, your conclusion was not applicable.
You're right. I was trying to reply to Roller, who replied right after you.
They will advise… well, some of them. They don’t expect anyone to comply, I don’t think. When my doc (retired now) saw my cholesterol get over the line, he just prescribed a statin. No discussion of how it got that way, no advice to change diet or exercise. I had to figure that out in my own. Then I had to figure out how to convince myself to take my own advice, but that’s another story.