Have been playing the squeaky wheel that gets the oil with my dad's nursing/medical staff.
Yes, I got medieval on some of their asses but, amazingly, someone finally took notice of what I'd been saying.
Only since Sunday.
But, hey, they can bury their mistakes.
And when he's out of that place I may post a rip-roaring critique of the pervading craptastic attitude towards basic communication.
Because, apparently, communication in nursing is soooo passe, some clock on to do their very minimum and are coated in teflon to avoid being responsible for anyone who is in their care.
But....enough of that for now.
Let's go play in the sunshine!