BUSH DIARY OCTOBER 1997:
Another Patrick Story: Patrick has been taking an evening class at Ilisagvik College. One of the topics was on credit reporting. Patrick decided to get his own credit report. He was expecting a balance of $1700.
He almost fell over when the little mechanical voice told him his balance was $5300. Much raising of eyebrows. He promptly got in contact with a real live human representative of his credit card company and they looked at all charges over 100 dollars.
One humongous one was for $3300 at a jewelry store. As well as at a florist for 110 dollars. Patrick called the store and they dug around and he told him that a couple of guys called in an order for some stuff and it would have worked except the one guy on parole got cold feet.
So basically the store owner was not out anything and he credited Patrick with the 3300 dollars. Patrick contacted the local law in Eagle River who did some sleuthing and discovered that the two guys are ex-cons out on parole and they will be talking with the two lads. At one point it looked like one guy was locked up in pre-sentencing. Patrick was hoping that part was true because is added to the story. Nope. But he is getting his credit back under control.
Dr. Bob and family left last Friday. Monica gets to move into their apartment in quarters. She is thrilled, lower rent, no water bill, no taxi fare each way and she can walk to work in street clothes via nice heated hallway.
At this point in the original document I have a cute picture of grandson in his car carrier thing, what a cutie?
10-6: Tim deposited his check settle from his father's estate. Together we might be able to come up with a down payment of some sort on property. He will be looking at property with his sister, Carolyn, but is not too enthused about making a decision without me present.
Tim has been playing with a program IBM VoiceType Simply Speaking Gold. Close but no cigar so far. He is still teaching the program his voice.
It feels like everyone is bailing out at work. One of long time RN's, Bill Egan and his wife are moving to one of the villages, Nuiqsut. He will become a Village Health Aid and drop his credentials as a registered nurse. He says is burned out. Get some rest, Bill.
10-7: Election day: The burning issue yet again is whether or not to go damp or say dry. Going damp won by 51 percent of the vote. The City Council adopted an ordinance that special elections can only be held once a year. So we won't wrangle over the same issue until NEXT October.
It was REAL drunk out last night. ER was already jumping with crying screaming drunk people. Surprisingly we do not have a drunk tank there, that gets referred to PSO, they have been very busy.
There is actually a limit to how much liquor one can possess inside Barrow City the limits are five cases of beer, two cases of wine, one case of liquor. Now there is a lot of paper work keeping track of who has ordered when and when. Ugh.
Patrick called from the lower 48. He had to undergo sudden surgery because his aneurysm is suddenly larger. He has Marfan's syndrome which is a connective tissue disorder disease which means he has to be alert things such a aneurysm's. His Mom called and his surgery went well. He will be out six to eight weeks.
I had a dream, I was talking with Judy Coltrin the whole time she was operating a piece of heavy duty equipment and was busy digging a trench. (Smack head on desk.)
Monica is gone to Phoenix for the national MR meeting. Warm there.
Tim left Sunday for Corvallis and Bradfords Iodine treatment.
Wednesday we had a murder in town. A nephew killed his uncle. Method not disclosed. Then Thursday morning pharmacy got a call from a little girl who said her Mom was cold. The Cops went to that address and the mother had died. Another coroner's case.
Thursday was also Dr. Maria Freeman's last day. What a wonderful girl. She actually takes time to type her own H&P's, I asked her once why she did that and she said that it helped her think about her patient better. We went to her apartment for a potluck. I took a dish of my famous tamale pie. I told everyone that I was not taking it home. And I didn't because the whole dish disappeared. Later on one of the PHN nurses brought back the empty dish and begged for the recipe and it was so good she didn't want to share it with her children. I make that recipe for Tim every once in a while.
Tim and Carolyn looked at a couple properties in North Bend. The driveway to the two car garage was too steep and one place the kitchen was too small. Tim has tentatively named the new kitten Boja (bundle of joy alden).
10-18: Routine home chore things. I did tackle the wall of boxes and consolidated, rearranged and discarded a few. Doing all this made the humidity drop to 21% so I fired up the Vornado to get things back under control.
Patrick called the hospital about three times at 3 am on Monday, he was a little disoriented. Called him Thursday and he was MUCH better, knew what day it was and everything.
Stupid dream involving a cat and a purse from which many things were missing.
Cooking gone awry. I thought I had picked up a ham, it was a pork butt and promptly become destined to become Chiles Verde, took it all in my crock pot and brought back an empty crock pot. I love when I don't have to deal with left overs.
Halloween Week: Icky one of our former clerks got fired from her Pharmacy Tech job. She had a disagreement with her native roommate, called PSO to be present when the girl came to move her stuff out of the apartment. Then a whisper campaign started all about how Geri had told everyone what was in the girl's medical record. Nope, I don't think so, but momentum took over and Geri was fired.
Halloween costumes. Lots of people love to dress up. Almost everyone did and had some cute ones as well. I wore a costume. I wore a name tag that said Zen Nudist. People would read the name tag and either look puzzled or laugh outright. Didn't have to explain it to many folks.
UPS called and said I had packages. Yay! UPS does not deliver in Barrow, you gotta go pick it up. Got some stuff I had ordered also got the kit for the kitty tower and got that assembled, I have lots of left over pieces but it is a tall rectangle of carpet covered legs and arms with places for Bradford and Boja to play upon.
Tim called he and Carolyn attended a cat show and had a very good time. Now October is all done. Sleepy time.
Another Patrick Story: Patrick has been taking an evening class at Ilisagvik College. One of the topics was on credit reporting. Patrick decided to get his own credit report. He was expecting a balance of $1700.
He almost fell over when the little mechanical voice told him his balance was $5300. Much raising of eyebrows. He promptly got in contact with a real live human representative of his credit card company and they looked at all charges over 100 dollars.
One humongous one was for $3300 at a jewelry store. As well as at a florist for 110 dollars. Patrick called the store and they dug around and he told him that a couple of guys called in an order for some stuff and it would have worked except the one guy on parole got cold feet.
So basically the store owner was not out anything and he credited Patrick with the 3300 dollars. Patrick contacted the local law in Eagle River who did some sleuthing and discovered that the two guys are ex-cons out on parole and they will be talking with the two lads. At one point it looked like one guy was locked up in pre-sentencing. Patrick was hoping that part was true because is added to the story. Nope. But he is getting his credit back under control.
Dr. Bob and family left last Friday. Monica gets to move into their apartment in quarters. She is thrilled, lower rent, no water bill, no taxi fare each way and she can walk to work in street clothes via nice heated hallway.
At this point in the original document I have a cute picture of grandson in his car carrier thing, what a cutie?
10-6: Tim deposited his check settle from his father's estate. Together we might be able to come up with a down payment of some sort on property. He will be looking at property with his sister, Carolyn, but is not too enthused about making a decision without me present.
Tim has been playing with a program IBM VoiceType Simply Speaking Gold. Close but no cigar so far. He is still teaching the program his voice.
It feels like everyone is bailing out at work. One of long time RN's, Bill Egan and his wife are moving to one of the villages, Nuiqsut. He will become a Village Health Aid and drop his credentials as a registered nurse. He says is burned out. Get some rest, Bill.
10-7: Election day: The burning issue yet again is whether or not to go damp or say dry. Going damp won by 51 percent of the vote. The City Council adopted an ordinance that special elections can only be held once a year. So we won't wrangle over the same issue until NEXT October.
It was REAL drunk out last night. ER was already jumping with crying screaming drunk people. Surprisingly we do not have a drunk tank there, that gets referred to PSO, they have been very busy.
There is actually a limit to how much liquor one can possess inside Barrow City the limits are five cases of beer, two cases of wine, one case of liquor. Now there is a lot of paper work keeping track of who has ordered when and when. Ugh.
Patrick called from the lower 48. He had to undergo sudden surgery because his aneurysm is suddenly larger. He has Marfan's syndrome which is a connective tissue disorder disease which means he has to be alert things such a aneurysm's. His Mom called and his surgery went well. He will be out six to eight weeks.
I had a dream, I was talking with Judy Coltrin the whole time she was operating a piece of heavy duty equipment and was busy digging a trench. (Smack head on desk.)
Monica is gone to Phoenix for the national MR meeting. Warm there.
Tim left Sunday for Corvallis and Bradfords Iodine treatment.
Wednesday we had a murder in town. A nephew killed his uncle. Method not disclosed. Then Thursday morning pharmacy got a call from a little girl who said her Mom was cold. The Cops went to that address and the mother had died. Another coroner's case.
Thursday was also Dr. Maria Freeman's last day. What a wonderful girl. She actually takes time to type her own H&P's, I asked her once why she did that and she said that it helped her think about her patient better. We went to her apartment for a potluck. I took a dish of my famous tamale pie. I told everyone that I was not taking it home. And I didn't because the whole dish disappeared. Later on one of the PHN nurses brought back the empty dish and begged for the recipe and it was so good she didn't want to share it with her children. I make that recipe for Tim every once in a while.
Tim and Carolyn looked at a couple properties in North Bend. The driveway to the two car garage was too steep and one place the kitchen was too small. Tim has tentatively named the new kitten Boja (bundle of joy alden).
10-18: Routine home chore things. I did tackle the wall of boxes and consolidated, rearranged and discarded a few. Doing all this made the humidity drop to 21% so I fired up the Vornado to get things back under control.
Patrick called the hospital about three times at 3 am on Monday, he was a little disoriented. Called him Thursday and he was MUCH better, knew what day it was and everything.
Stupid dream involving a cat and a purse from which many things were missing.
Cooking gone awry. I thought I had picked up a ham, it was a pork butt and promptly become destined to become Chiles Verde, took it all in my crock pot and brought back an empty crock pot. I love when I don't have to deal with left overs.
Halloween Week: Icky one of our former clerks got fired from her Pharmacy Tech job. She had a disagreement with her native roommate, called PSO to be present when the girl came to move her stuff out of the apartment. Then a whisper campaign started all about how Geri had told everyone what was in the girl's medical record. Nope, I don't think so, but momentum took over and Geri was fired.
Halloween costumes. Lots of people love to dress up. Almost everyone did and had some cute ones as well. I wore a costume. I wore a name tag that said Zen Nudist. People would read the name tag and either look puzzled or laugh outright. Didn't have to explain it to many folks.
UPS called and said I had packages. Yay! UPS does not deliver in Barrow, you gotta go pick it up. Got some stuff I had ordered also got the kit for the kitty tower and got that assembled, I have lots of left over pieces but it is a tall rectangle of carpet covered legs and arms with places for Bradford and Boja to play upon.
Tim called he and Carolyn attended a cat show and had a very good time. Now October is all done. Sleepy time.
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