Saturn says "beep beep" to all who welcomed her. :)
That was so out-of-character for me to write something like that but admittedly, it was fun!
Things are still clogged up around here, more than I like. There are some things I will be able to talk about when I get moved that I can't say much about right now.
I'm still waiting for notice from the housing complex. Waiting lists can be grueling because there's really nothing I can do to speed up the process. It's... um... a waiting list. I wait.
A few weeks ago, I joined Weight Watchers. Honestly? I love the program as far as the method used to determine what foods to eat. I've learned a lot. Their scales are awesome, practically to the ounce, and I like being able to track weight loss in such a precise manner. Even with all my easy-going, old hippie ways, I still like precise-ness.
The thing that makes me half nuts is going to the rah-rah meetings. I couldn't care less about stickers and public recognition. It makes me cringe. I'm too old for that kind of thing and I've never liked childish things. Even as a kid, I cringed at that kind of thing.
The question and answer part is great. That's at the very end. That means I have to sit through the rah-rah stuff if I want to ask questions.
All I can say is this: I'd better lose a ton of weight!
There's something really odd that happened here but it's not something I can discuss too openly on the Internet. It did freak me out though. It has to do with helping take care of an older person and getting turned into Adult Protective Services for it. It wasn't .. um.. the older person's fault. It was her doctor's nurse-practitioner's fault. She was suspicious because I make sure... the older person.. gets all of her medication. Because she's very sensitive to drugs, we've had to split the pills in half so she doesn't get the extreme side effects. The nurse wondered what happened to the other half of the pill. She thought perhaps I was taking them.
I was very angry. It wasn't pretty.
More on that after I've moved. Suffice it to say that very few good deeds go unpunished.
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished....
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The unfortunate side affect of being in health care is that you become very pessimistic and cynical. There is so much abuse out there that the good ones get hashed in with the bad.
Know that the universe is blessing you for the good deeds you are doing.
It was good to hear from you again :-) Good luck with the weight loss thing!!
Well, i suppose it's good that the nurse was looking out for her, but being falsely accused really sucks.
Good deeds shouldn't be punished, should they? That's just backwards.
Hope it all works out for you...and soon!
I loved that post! It was a lot of fun even though I didn't get to comment on it at the time! As for the other- all I can say is it's a mistrustful world. Sad that people have to be so adversarial but ,being in the field, I do know why they are like that... sad to say! I'm sure it will be fine... you will prevail.
It seems to be a universal law that no good deed goes unpunished. The universe is strange and perverse. I'm glad it was straightened out because that older person couldn't survive without your help.
I know many people who have had fantastic results with Weight Watchers, so I'm sure you'll get to your desired weight in a healthy way, even if you have to suffer through a bit of silly cheerleading. Not everyone is as motivated as you are once you begin a project, so it probably serves a purpose. Good luck!
The title of this post is something that I've been thinking a lot these days.
At least she was actually doing her job. But it sucks that you got accused of something you weren't doing. Good for you for joining Weight Watchers. Hope you get the results that you want.
So true! A friend of mine takes care of an Alzheimer's patient during the day and the wife is all the time complaining about not being willing to pay her for all the "extras" she does. Like bringing him a cup cake or driving him a few miles out of the way from his appointments so he can walk on the beach for a few minutes. She does these "extras" from her heart and the wife just doesn't get it.
(Since you're on the topic-I had to explain to my husband what senior abuse was. He had no idea which really surprised me.)
I'm sorry to hear about that! :( You are still building up your Karma for a rainy day, despite that reaction. I'm sorry you went through that!
Good luck with Weight Watchers! I've done it, too. I lost 60 lbs and kept most of it off, except for the remaining 11 surrogacy pregnancy pounds I'm still working off... It's a great program and easy to follow!
Ugh. I can't believe that happened. Or maybe I can. Addicts do extreme things in order to get their pills.
Still, I'm sorry, for the misplaced mistrust.
I've been thinking about trying Weight Watchers.
I hope that nurse apologized to you. I also hope she realized that this is one time when it's good to be wrong.
My husband just does WW online -- no meetings. He didn't like all the rah-rah.
As to the nurse -- I think you know what I think of her.
Ooh, sorry to hear about the misunderstanding with the NP. And hope you're loving the new car??
The title of your post can be a chapter of my life...I'm just thankful I still have the heart to do good despite all, and I'm sure you'll do the same. :)
Best wishes with your WW!
a new start is always filled with so many new possibilities.
keeping my fingers crossed all goes well*
Oh, Chani, how discouraging when you're the only one helping! Good luck with WW. It seems to be to be the most practical healthy weight loss system available. Take care!
I am so with you on the WW "rah-rah" bullshit. That's exactly why I stopped going to the meetings and eventually went to online WW, still the same, minus the "sister mary sunshines" in the room. Nothing against them persay just not my cup of tea. Good luck with the WW it is the only weightloss plan I've found to be sensible and work!
As for the NP.. Whatever, invite them over with search dogs.. The medical field in general has gone a little over the edge as far as I'm concerned. For months I had been having the same prescriptions filled at the same pharmecy and all of the sudden some law passes and they have to see my I.D. for a 1mg adavan, really? 1mg?! I have cancer, what? I'm selling my 1mg adavan on the side?? - Sorry for the rant, just one of my pet peeves.
Love the blog.. Will follow..
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