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<blockquote data-quote="gcvmom" data-source="post: 228006" data-attributes="member: 3444"><p>Saw my dad last night. He got on a three-hour jag explaining to me how he ended up with his current health problems. It's ALL the fault of his last doctor!</p><p> </p><p>Hmmm, lesseee... your 150 pounds of excess weight are his fault. Your lung injury when you were 9 is his fault. The congestive heart failure due to the lung injury was his fault. The ensuing edema that he was treating you for was his fault. Your disqualification for a lung transplant because of your history of bladder cancer is his fault. Your choice to smoke for 40 years, and thus put yourself at risk for bladder cancer are his fault. The fact that he got your diuretics wrong and screwed up your metabolites which landed you in the hospital last month -- okay, maybe that is his fault, but didn't you choose to just sit on things for WEEKS instead of calling him the second something felt off? Hmmmm....</p><p> </p><p>Oh, and the various uro-oncologists who missed your bladder cancer for supposedly 8 years (nevermind that you are combative with every doctor you ever meet and won't cooperate with the simplest of tests they try to order to aid in their diagnostic process) -- now you tell me that if you were terminal because of how long it took to diagnose, you were prepared to put a bullet into each and every one of those people! That you wouldn't hesitate for one second. </p><p> </p><p>My father is a sick, sick man. His fearfulness and sense of powerlessness are making him scarier than ever as time goes on.</p><p> </p><p>I told my mom to be sure all his guns and any ammo are way, way out of sight and reach. (He can barely walk, so it shouldn't be too hard to make them inaccessible).</p><p> </p><p>He got irritated with me and raised his voice when I dared question his motives for secretly tape recording all of his doctor appointments. It's to prove that he's right about things. To whom? To anyone who questions his memory. </p><p> </p><p>It's him against the rest of the world, I guess. How sad.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gcvmom, post: 228006, member: 3444"] Saw my dad last night. He got on a three-hour jag explaining to me how he ended up with his current health problems. It's ALL the fault of his last doctor! Hmmm, lesseee... your 150 pounds of excess weight are his fault. Your lung injury when you were 9 is his fault. The congestive heart failure due to the lung injury was his fault. The ensuing edema that he was treating you for was his fault. Your disqualification for a lung transplant because of your history of bladder cancer is his fault. Your choice to smoke for 40 years, and thus put yourself at risk for bladder cancer are his fault. The fact that he got your diuretics wrong and screwed up your metabolites which landed you in the hospital last month -- okay, maybe that is his fault, but didn't you choose to just sit on things for WEEKS instead of calling him the second something felt off? Hmmmm.... Oh, and the various uro-oncologists who missed your bladder cancer for supposedly 8 years (nevermind that you are combative with every doctor you ever meet and won't cooperate with the simplest of tests they try to order to aid in their diagnostic process) -- now you tell me that if you were terminal because of how long it took to diagnose, you were prepared to put a bullet into each and every one of those people! That you wouldn't hesitate for one second. My father is a sick, sick man. His fearfulness and sense of powerlessness are making him scarier than ever as time goes on. I told my mom to be sure all his guns and any ammo are way, way out of sight and reach. (He can barely walk, so it shouldn't be too hard to make them inaccessible). He got irritated with me and raised his voice when I dared question his motives for secretly tape recording all of his doctor appointments. It's to prove that he's right about things. To whom? To anyone who questions his memory. It's him against the rest of the world, I guess. How sad. [/QUOTE]
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