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posted by
CatLadyintheAttic
on August 15, 2004 at 9:20 AM
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thanks maj, you guessed at my diffculties and I am temporarily back.
Many things happening to keep me away from here. Sorry. Back in a few days. Computer is talking to me and to others again, tho', and I find that swearing at it works usually. Have added the site to my favorites and when things are flush again, I shall go there and click on the word "buy"......gracias. I like the sites that you send me to visit. Still getting ink from Ink and Things and so, the darned printer works, at least.
posted by
benzinha
on July 5, 2004 at 10:03 PM
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http://www.prefixtech.com/itemdesc.asp?ic=SYSDT015&source=google
posted by
majroj
on July 5, 2004 at 1:36 PM
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Runs at Dawn, thanks for stopping to read my little story. I know that you
are a new reader of mine, or a less frequent reader, and you were MIA yourself for awhile there, because you didn't register the story info that said that this happened, this story happened, thirty years ago....I now work for myself, self-employed. I thank you for your genuine concern however and thank you for not only reading but for commenting.
posted by
benzinha
on July 3, 2004 at 3:10 PM
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cynthia, I thank you for your kindness. I have tried to continue helping
out the less fortunate, thanking those who helped me this way, by 'passing it forward' as it were. You end up being the person that you choose to be and I have chosen to offer what I have to others, because time is free, no? I mostly give of my time now, tho' I'll be the first to empty my house of things that I don't touch often enough to justify owning.
I am now mostly known for teaching small business techniques to other women, how to use eBay and other info that I've accumulated. Better to learn to save yourself than to depend upon the kindness of strangers. I teach people to save themselves as best I can.
My gardener is a homeless fellow and I'm a sucker for stray dogs, empathizing with their fears at being lost and with their owners anguish. I hand out money to those who ask for it, when I have it and give more than they expect, sometimes my own cigarette money, to teach myself that I can do without for a moment and acknowledging that they must do without much longer than that.
I thank you for reading and commenting.
posted by
benzinha
on July 3, 2004 at 3:07 PM
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You have a heart
Some in this world are punished for that. I am so sorry! I hope that you get another job soon.
posted by
Runs_at_dawn
on July 3, 2004 at 12:01 PM
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You may have "quit" then but you have since
led a life which supports those values you were able to use professionally. You should be proud.
posted by
Cynthia
on July 3, 2004 at 11:55 AM
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yeah maj, the County Prosecutor just might buy it and use it in court.
posted by
benzinha
on July 2, 2004 at 6:32 PM
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ca88andra, you never know who might read it, is right !!! I'm afraid that I
might still be charged or prosecuted for improper authorizations for treatment or for mis-spending County funds or some other criminal thing..... Hoping that 30+ years later, the statute of limitations has run out on this particular confession of criminal behavior. Now, Lady Kenobi understands why I'm a Liberal and not a conservative.
Ca88andra, thanks for the suggestion.
posted by
benzinha
on July 2, 2004 at 6:31 PM
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that's 'reading', sorry.
posted by
benzinha
on July 2, 2004 at 6:27 PM
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Laura V, thanks for stopping by and reacing and commenting.
posted by
benzinha
on July 2, 2004 at 6:25 PM
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You poor thing - I hope you've gotten over that experience.
You know what I think a person in that job should do? Lie all over those darned elegibility forms and get the people in without making them suffer more. I mean, a person who does that work is going to know that a $45 difference in income means nothing in the real world.
posted by
TARZANA
on July 2, 2004 at 7:08 AM
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Or buy it!
posted by
majroj
on July 1, 2004 at 9:31 AM
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benzinha - your story was truly inspirational and you are truly wonderful. Just a thought - but maybe you can put together some short stories on the people you saw and the people you helped. You never know who might read it...
posted by
Ca88andra
on June 30, 2004 at 5:46 PM
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Good for you!
posted by
Laura-V
on June 30, 2004 at 5:40 PM
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My finger just got sstuck
sorry
posted by
majroj
on June 30, 2004 at 5:39 PM
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maj, you wrote "diss"charge, which is what often happens, no?
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:28 PM
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ksurah, Love Thy Neighbor as Thyself....makes a good neighbor. Thanks.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:58 AM
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maj, I thank you for your matching story. A hospital sent home an
acquaintance of mine. She watched the across the street neighbor's kids each day and was morbidly obese. She qualified for a surgical procedure to remove about a yard of fat from her stomach, 30 yrs. ago. I told her not to. She did, anyway. Was to go home to her trailer with no cooler in it in July. Tubes everywhere. I brought her home to my house and my family went ballistic. "Just stop it, Mom!!!"
I became her caregiver for over six weeks as she had horrible complications. Never volunteer, don't they all say that?
I agree now. Or choose your volunteeer work very carefully...thanks for adding to this storytelling.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:57 AM
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Exactly, Temple. I had been one of those people, too. Like spirits.
Frustrated in lines and waiting rooms and going the extra mile for others, life on Earth.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:51 AM
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lDances with Words, my bosses and employers did not find me to be so
wonderful. I had begun to undermine the system, spend your tax dollars in ways that the general public supposedly didn't want me to do. This is what makes a worker crazy, the line drawn in the economic sand over which we cannot step. Horrible, no consideration for reality.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:49 AM
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Deeverdoodle, maybe I should just write inspirational stories for you.
Thanks for your kind words.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:46 AM
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Talion, I stayed as long as humanly possible, but as you say, couldn't
form the hard heart required, being in similar circumstances myself. I was on Welfare and they trained me for a job and I found this one, to get off the Welfare rolls. But, I identified too much with the clients and felt their despair.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:45 AM
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LadyKenobi, other's stories help us put things in perspective, no?
That job made me crazy. I found that I was unable to not authorize care for heart surgery on a newborn, though the child was an illegal alien and two weeks old, brought up on the parent's three day shopping pass to stay in the border town only. All of this stuff happened within a two week period and sent me over the edge, into utter madness.
posted by
benzinha
on June 30, 2004 at 2:42 AM
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You are acting upon Jesus' greatest commandment....
to love thy neighbor. God Bless.
posted by
ksurah
on June 29, 2004 at 8:57 PM
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Now hospitals are required to have disscharge planners
and they can be real life savers...as long as they have heart, resources, and a realistic caseload.
We had an excellent one when my father left the hospital after a complicated stay. However, he had good insurance, the hospital was not in a crowded inner city, and he had family on his side with some knowledge and a command of the English language.
I once almost had to leave a man at his house after we moved him by ambulance from the hospital, having broken his neck (quadraplegic), then suffered a stroke (non compos mentis), bed sores, and then an invasive and destructive infection of one eye and its socket due to his scratching the bed sores (decubiti) then his eye...and his wife left a letter saying she coiuldn't handle it, and that he would have to find help raising their six kids and she was going home to her mom in Arkansas.
There were roaches everywhere.
As we were mulling what we lowly ambulance jockeys could do on the front porch, up drove the Omaha Visiting Nurse (for which organization I coincidentally worked five years later). We had to leave, but we heard later he was re-admitted, treated, and spent his last days alone and insane in a good nursing home, his kids in foster care.
posted by
majroj
on June 29, 2004 at 8:49 PM
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I've been one of those people in that waiting room.
Going home from hospital with no food or utilities. Having no money to get home when I arrived by ambulance and the hospital shrugged it's collective shoulders. It's awful. I would have thanked the goddess to have found a person like you in that situation. You worked with instructions from spirit, which should always trump other things...but alas, can't always. I admire how you did your work. I used to get in trouble when I worked with kids because I always went that extra mile. I'm glad I did because it kept my soul from becoming black and beaten like so many of theirs. Getting fired sucks, but walking away knowing you acted from the heart is always a brilliant consolation.
posted by
Temple
on June 29, 2004 at 7:27 PM
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wow- you are a truly wonderful person!
thanks for sharing your story with us!
posted by
DancesWithWords
on June 29, 2004 at 5:35 PM
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Benzinha- Your words continually bring me back out of this awful, daily fog and spark a part of my mind that gets too weary to think. Bless you.
posted by
Deverdoodle
on June 29, 2004 at 11:11 AM
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Benzinha
Staying with that job would've forced you to see cases and not people. That's the only way anyone could be successful. I'm glad you quit, avoided the callouses that would've formed over your heart.
posted by
Talion
on June 29, 2004 at 11:10 AM
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sigh....
and I think
I've got health care problems. What a blessing you were to these few you were able to help. I know you made a difference for them.
posted by
LadyKenobi
on June 29, 2004 at 11:00 AM
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JadedMind, four hungry children and a mortgage payment kept me there.
I foolishly thought that I could do the work, or social work, but it ate at me and I had to leave before going totally insane. Tha't s when I began a housecleaning company and worked alone for rich people, who needed little help. A rest, as it were.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
posted by
benzinha
on June 29, 2004 at 10:57 AM
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I have a great deal of respect for you... not many would go so far out of their way to help people in need. I have a soft heart, but I don't do nearly as much as I could. I probably would have quit after the first day.
posted by
JadedMind
on June 29, 2004 at 10:45 AM
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