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A Story of Mine
By Mona Lease
Hi, all!! I've always strived to make this column a place of truth - a
place of helps. So - I'll tell you readers another true story.
I had an out-patient procedure performed recently at Upper Valley
Medical Center - nothing extremely serious. I was "put-under" so I'd
not move.
When you drive into Upper Valley, your first view is of green rolling
hills and probably at least 150 huge trees - all well-manicured
(emotional calming - everyone likes a majestic shade tree - right?).
Upon entering the hospital and checking in - whoever is with you is
given a pager with a number on it - your identification number. On a
computerized board - much like at an airport - is a current list of all
of the numbers - no names - that are out-patients there. At your
check-in, the board will say you are "on the floor." When you move to
Pre-Op, the board will reflect that - along with a background color
change (unity - everyone is on the same page...no trip to the restroom
and returning...wondering if anything had changed in your absence).
When I was taken to the Operating Room I told the
gas-passer...anesthesiologist...that I would not need much of whatever
he was going to give me as I am not doing anything...no prescription
medications...no nicotine...no caffeine...no alcohol...no Advils, etc.
He said he was glad to know that. Someone asked if I was
"lightweight" and we laughed.
After I moved to the Operating Table - the gas-passer asked me if I had
had a nice 4th of July. I said yes and he asked me what I had done. I
responded with camping and that's the last thing I remember (Calming -
I went under in a more relaxed state - with a good memory on my mind.),
I was given a muscle relaxer during surgery.
After the surgery, I opened my eyes and spoke with the nurse who was
with me. I recognized two clocks on the wall that I had passed on the
way to surgery. I asked if my procedure had taken two hours and was
told yes - it had. I ate a couple of ice chips, recognized my surgeon
sitting at a table writing on something and we spoke about my altered
home routine until my next office visit. My nurse asked the surgeon
about a recovery room for me and she was told that I was pretty alert
and would not require one. I was moved to my original Pre-Op room and
my vitals were taken twice with a half hour wait between the two. I
dressed and was on my way. Take a minute to read through the above
parentheses.
I've been hearing a lot of negativity about Premier Health. The talk is
that they are "taking over" and I see a lot of nervousness and a couple
of cases of outright paranoia. So I binged (like google only bing)
Premier Health.
Premier Health is the largest group of Primary Care Physicians in the
Miami Valley. 40 centers throughout the Greater Dayton, Warren County
and northern Cincinnati area have 160 physicians, physician assistants,
and advanced practice nurses. They provide cost-effective care at a
level of quality patients expect. These people (Premier Health) are
nationally recognized for Innovation in Chronic Disease Care and
outstanding customer service. Again - reread my parentheses...that
pretty well covers care for the "mind, body, and soul."
Remember the kiddies and our service people. Take good care of the
furry and feathered ones out there. Be safe and healthy. See ya next
time. Ever Toodles!!!.MONA
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