Monday evening after dinner at a restaurant my wife and I were walking out of the store when I stepped off the curb and twisted my ankle. I actually fell to the ground. A nice black man and his wife and my wife helped me get up. I was able to climb into my truck and drive the two of us to the house. I thought that I could walk from the street to the house but I soon found out I needed help. I took some pain killers I had for another problem and the wife got me some ice. I camped out on the couch. I stayed there all night and the next day Tuesday.
Wednesday is my wife’s day off. She was nice enough to haul my fat butt to see a doctor. We got there about noon without an appointment. The wife went inside and got me a wheel chair and then went to park her car. I was told I had to have appointment but I could call and talk to an emergency room nurse. I did that and she then came out and examined me and decided I needed to have X-rays. I wheeled myself over to the Lab and the nurse got me lined out for X-rays. They weren’t very busy so I was called in just a very few minutes. The Lab tech was very nice and quite funny. The procedure took all of about 15 min. I then was told to wheel myself over to where I came from (not what you are thinking, I was was at Clinic E 🙂 ).
The wife decided to leave and go deposit her pay check. I sat in the lobby for about an hour and when my name was called I wheeled into the triage area with the nurse. First stop was to the scale. Always gotta weigh in. The first surprise of the day was that I have lost about 21 pounds in the last several months. I had suspected that since some clothes I like to wear are a little looser than they used to be. We went to her office and did the temp and the blood pressure stuff. My blood pressure was very good yesterday-122/83 or so. She was pleased since the last time I had this nurse I have been out of meds for a while and it really showed on the machine. She yelled at me and she was right, I was wrong for being to lazy to order more. No more.
The nurse wheeled me into see the Dr after she gave me a flu shot. Dr Carter was fooling with a “walking boot”. The X-rays showed that I did not have a sprained ankle but I had a broken ankle. That was the second surprise of the day. After we fitted the boot, he gave me crutches and told me to go to the pharmacy to get my pain meds. He rolled me out of the treatment area and since my wife was back and we both went down to the pharmacy. I talked to the Pharmacist and was told to hang around for about 20 minutes. My name was called a little while later and I rolled over to the window and a nice woman handed me my pain meds. We were now free to leave. Total time spent was about 3 hours. Don’t know the costs yet but I doubt it will cost $100. I still have to go to the big hospital in Dallas to see if they want to repair my ankle with surgery or just let it go.
So there you are, a perfect example of Socialized Medicine that the Republicans are so afraid of. The name of the place I went to for treatment is the Veterans Administration clinic in Fort Worth, TX.
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