Monday, September 14, 2009

9-14-09 Monday

Remember back when I was telling everyone about my trouble with my blood sugar. Well I finally find out today why. I was given insulin, but not the proper instructions on how and when to take it. I was supposed to take 10 units with each meal and then to add more units depending on the results of the blood test. I was given the graph for the additional units, but never told to start with the ten units. So all I was doing was taking not even 30% of what I should have been taking at each meal. I'm now forced to go on insulin full time for at least the next quarter. I have two different types. There is a once a day type that is 15 units and then the one I have had that starts with 10 units plus the additional depending on where my blood sugar level is. So that adds up to four tests and four shots. God I love being stuck.

I usually go to Carol Burns for my diabetes, but because I was on an emergency basis, I took another nurse. I'm not sure why she did what she did and Carol does not know either, but she screwed up big time. What is it I always say "They practice medicine and if you let them, they will practice on you." I told Carol the new nurse is not even as good as the last one. She was going through all my different meds, and couldn't pronounce any of them correctly except aspirin. But she went to Brown-Mackie college here in Fort Wayne, I forgot to ask her for how long. I love Carol, and as she says it is very difficult to find somebody that is good these days. All the good ones stay where they are. It's the new and bad old that you have to choose from.

As for the radiation treatments, again today the second machine broke down so we got to wait while we alternated out times. I finally got out a little after 5pm. The good thing is they are going to take me from next week on at 7:40am. That way I will be no more than second. I should be first on the regular machine that I'm on, but if they haven't fixed the other one I should only be second at worst.

I've got a tenant that is 83 years old and a very nice lady, but she is driving me crazy. I'll accept any one's feed back on what they think I should do. First of all she called me last Friday late and I didn't get the cell phone call until Friday. So I had Brian go over to see her and see what needed to be done. She had two branches that she said needed to be removed from her yard. The one Brian agreed with, but it would need two people and a large ladder which I don't own. He said he would see what he could do and get back to her next week. It was 8am this morning and she wants to know what our scheduled time will be to fix the branch. I told her we were working on it, but we had no plan yet. It wasn't an hour later and she tried to call me when I was on the phone with the person who might be able to fix the branch when she called again. When I got off the phone I tried her back and got her answering machine. I didn't leave a message because I had just talked to her. Now it's 4pm and she calls to tell me that she has called a plumber to fix her toilet. She paid the $360.00 bill but wants me to pay her back because he found roots and that should be my cost not hers. She also said Brian was told about the toilet. When I ask Brian he said she did show him the toilet and it was slow and just went round and around and did not flush fast. He told her he was sure we had a roto-router and he would let her know next week, which was today. He said she wasn't really that concerned and didn't ask to have it fixed now!!!!

My feeling is she called the plumber before she asked me about it. Her lease stated she is responsible for backed up plumbing and she has to pay. She says the plumber told her it was more my problem than hers and I should pay because of the root problem. He now wants to send me an estiment as to how much he will charge to put in all new pipes. Good Luck ASS HO++. So what do you think I should do???????

You didn't ask to be judge and jury did you. I'm taking it a day at a time so let me know.
Tom

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