May 20, 2009
My Hospice Social Worker
I had a meeting with my Hospice social worker today, but first some good news. Last week my nurse prescribed an appetite stimulant/steroid pill for me. After 5 days of taking it, it kicked in. If eating a plate of french fries at midnight gives you a clue, it is working. Also spent an hour and a half outside without tiring as much which beats 20 or 30 minutes. For the record, the drug is Dexamenthasone 4mg. I guess it is a generic for Decadron.
As for today. I wanted this to be an "educational meeting". I figured she was still trying to figure me out and of course I was doing the same. I just told some stories of me and what was going on good and bad the past few days. She did get a kick out of a social work story I told her to show maybe how bad it was in the 60's. These social workers chewed out a woman for buying 2 half gallons of milk instead a gallon and how much more that cost the county. Then the other complained that a woman with an IQ of less than 70 would not iron her sheets. Really true. I'm not sure what the social worker has me pegged as. I'm sure she has an opinion. As for her. She is a good listener, of course she must be. She also is an all business person in the end. When the "fun" talk ends she is always pressing to see if I am thinking about decisions to be made in the future and to not wait to long to make them. I understand that, but am feeling good enough that I don't want to do that yet. I've added another what turns out to be something complicated, organ donation. Of course with the cancer there is a problem that may allow nothing. She is going to check on what I might be able to do. She also reminded me that my good mental health would probably extend my life and home conflict is not what I need.
I understand that. Guess she might think I am a procrastinator. Until next time, good health to all of you, and if it looks good, EAT IT!!!