Idjits. If you can't treat it with-a drug, and it's not broken or bleeding, it doesn't exist. Time for her to move. I'm going to talk to her about it today ... her birthday. P fell yesterday, around 7 a.m. They found her next to her bathroom, on her bottom. Her right shoulder and arm hurt, so they called the physician's assistant, who ordered an xray. They called me around 9:30 a.m. I'm hoping they only called me so late because they didn't think it was serious. I went in around noon, but P seemed to be doing very well and I was wondering what her status was. She went to the bathroom, and there was a wet diaper pad on the bathroom floor that stunk to high heaven, she had poop on her sheets, and poop on the back of her nightgown. So I changed her into a new nightgown as she came out of the bathroom, and as I helped her slide her arm through the sleeve, she shouted in pain. She showed me the spot, and she could move her fingers, but only lift her arm 45 degrees, so I figured out it was a sprain. She must have tried to catch herself as she fell. This a.m., I called and spoke with-a nurse, who told me that there was no break. I asked about a sprain or strain, and if P could get ice, heat or other therapy. Nurse simply repeated herself (I hate it when people do that. Like you're deaf.) Nurse said P is already on medications. This time *I* slowly and carefully repeated myself and said, "What about heat or ice or other therapy for a sprain?" "There are no other orders from the dr." OMG. A regular robot, following orders. What a wiz. She's going to lv a msg ... but no doctors come in today. So husband is going to do something. He's got the expertise and the equip, if she needs any therapies. I will have to arrange for her to lv the bldg so we don't get into trouble, because he's not licensed to practice on their property. Grrrr. Like I said, if it's not broken or bleeding, there's nothing wrong ... Thanks for letting me vent.