Paris Cowgirl

It's peaceful at casa Johnson!

The peddler and I have been amazed at how quiet it is at home. DAM is still in the hospital, much to her dismay. She is in a brace on her right leg from her ankle to her thigh. Nothing broken, but the fall caused the already broken bone to slice through whatever muscle she had and the scar tissue from the first break. Once we were able to get through to her doctors and prove that the unfixed hip was not a case of "elder abuse" they finally started talking to us. Oh, and we had to answer as to why she is "so thin". Eating is her choice, surgery is her choice...her entire friggin life is her choice. I was really tired of seeing them shake their heads. They turned the whole thing in to Social Services so I am sure we are in for a rocky road.

In our favor, Social Services has made a Psych exam mandatory for her. Who knows what that will find.

The ER on New Years Eve was an interesting place. Very quiet for the first three hours, except for the new mothers that were coming in. Holy cow, there were so many women in labor coming through those doors! At around 3:00 a.m. the drunks started coming in. Oddly enough none of them had been "drinking and driving". How come those drunks never get hurt much? And they are very vocal about not being drunk.

The interesting thing is that doctors tell you what you should not be doing for your health. Such as, caffiene, energy drinks, smoking, and so on. So many people working in the ER were drinking sodas, energy drinks, eating candy, pizza, and junk food, and going outside to smoke. They were all waiting for the exciting traumas to come in. Not some lady that fell! That just wasn't exciting enough for them.