Surprise! You’re diabetic!
-Good morning, Mr. BB. Do you know where you are?
- I’m in the hospital. I came to the emergency room last night.
-Do you know why you came?
-I had an accident in the store so they called the ambulance and bought me here.
-Just let me have your finger, Mr. BB, I want to check your blood.
-Check my blood? For what?
-To check your sugar level. Ah, I see your level is high. 452. I have to give you a shot of insulin.
-Like hell you will!
-Mr. BB, if you don’t get this insulin shot, you may go into a diabetic shock.
-Listen nurse, whatever your name is, I did not come into this hospital taking insulin and I sure as hell am not going to leave taking it.
-Can I help, Nurse?
-Yes, Doctor. Mr. BB doesn’t want to take this insulin shot.
-Mr. BB, you have to get the insulin shot because you could go into a diabetic shock…
-And I can not go into diabetic shock. Go to hell, Doctor, go to hell! Next it’ll be the dialysis machine three days a week! KMA!
-It’s for your own good, Mr. BB.
-Look here Doctor. I am a reasonable man. I will be willing to go through the process of determining if I am diabetic or not. Going to a doctor’s office and starting the process but I’ll be dame if I will come into the emergency room of a hospital after an accident and be given insulin shots. That is just not gonna happen, Doctor. As a matter of fact, I’m leaving. I’m calling somebody to pick me up.
-You will be leaving without the hospital’s permission.
-So be it. Except for that little machine registering my sugar level, there are absolutely no other markers you have telling you I am a diabetic. That I have diabetes. I had amputations a few years back and got a heart pace maker in August of last year. Nobody told me then I had diabetes. Year after year you guys change the rules as to what is diabetic like you did with HIV. Hand me that phone over there. One of us is crazy.
-We also found you have traces of pneumonia.
-Give me that damn phone, I said!
Epilog
-Hello, Dr. Usetobe? I need to make an appointment with you to address some health concerns raised when I was in Hospital X this past week-end. I trust you.
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Pres. Obama: The Gold Standard For America
Once you have a good teacher, spotting the not so good ones is easy. Good students gravitate to good teachers. Some you may personally like and some not. The most important thing is they are smart. Like You.
With Pres. Elect cabinet team, like the good student of a good teacher I present my wish list as follows:
Having dignified press conferences with demonstrations you know your field of expertise and what you are talking about. Each press conference should be a teaching moment. Set aside one day a month to talk to your biographer or write an article. Teach a course, if possible. Pres. Ahmandinejad does. If could be taught in the Coolidge Auditorium in the Library of Congress and offered for free.
I have already noticed a better writing standards by some reporters. Good. I have noticed a more reasoned group of commentators with conversations that are intellectually appropriate. Good. Once people hear intelligent dialog, the Limbaughs and Hannitys sound like Chicken Little just as bad teachers have disruptive and non-productive classrooms. For years, mind you, for years!
Fighting for the dignity of my Ancestors,
God bless Bill Gates, WPFW, C-Span and the spirits of the unborn for their help,
BB
- I’m in the hospital. I came to the emergency room last night.
-Do you know why you came?
-I had an accident in the store so they called the ambulance and bought me here.
-Just let me have your finger, Mr. BB, I want to check your blood.
-Check my blood? For what?
-To check your sugar level. Ah, I see your level is high. 452. I have to give you a shot of insulin.
-Like hell you will!
-Mr. BB, if you don’t get this insulin shot, you may go into a diabetic shock.
-Listen nurse, whatever your name is, I did not come into this hospital taking insulin and I sure as hell am not going to leave taking it.
-Can I help, Nurse?
-Yes, Doctor. Mr. BB doesn’t want to take this insulin shot.
-Mr. BB, you have to get the insulin shot because you could go into a diabetic shock…
-And I can not go into diabetic shock. Go to hell, Doctor, go to hell! Next it’ll be the dialysis machine three days a week! KMA!
-It’s for your own good, Mr. BB.
-Look here Doctor. I am a reasonable man. I will be willing to go through the process of determining if I am diabetic or not. Going to a doctor’s office and starting the process but I’ll be dame if I will come into the emergency room of a hospital after an accident and be given insulin shots. That is just not gonna happen, Doctor. As a matter of fact, I’m leaving. I’m calling somebody to pick me up.
-You will be leaving without the hospital’s permission.
-So be it. Except for that little machine registering my sugar level, there are absolutely no other markers you have telling you I am a diabetic. That I have diabetes. I had amputations a few years back and got a heart pace maker in August of last year. Nobody told me then I had diabetes. Year after year you guys change the rules as to what is diabetic like you did with HIV. Hand me that phone over there. One of us is crazy.
-We also found you have traces of pneumonia.
-Give me that damn phone, I said!
Epilog
-Hello, Dr. Usetobe? I need to make an appointment with you to address some health concerns raised when I was in Hospital X this past week-end. I trust you.
=====================================
Pres. Obama: The Gold Standard For America
Once you have a good teacher, spotting the not so good ones is easy. Good students gravitate to good teachers. Some you may personally like and some not. The most important thing is they are smart. Like You.
With Pres. Elect cabinet team, like the good student of a good teacher I present my wish list as follows:
Having dignified press conferences with demonstrations you know your field of expertise and what you are talking about. Each press conference should be a teaching moment. Set aside one day a month to talk to your biographer or write an article. Teach a course, if possible. Pres. Ahmandinejad does. If could be taught in the Coolidge Auditorium in the Library of Congress and offered for free.
I have already noticed a better writing standards by some reporters. Good. I have noticed a more reasoned group of commentators with conversations that are intellectually appropriate. Good. Once people hear intelligent dialog, the Limbaughs and Hannitys sound like Chicken Little just as bad teachers have disruptive and non-productive classrooms. For years, mind you, for years!
Fighting for the dignity of my Ancestors,
God bless Bill Gates, WPFW, C-Span and the spirits of the unborn for their help,
BB
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