I dont normally get angry,to me anger is a useless emotion right up there with hate.It solves nothing,it cures no ills and usually just makes a situation worse.I get annoyed sometimes,mildly irratated,but usually apply calm logic and common sense and that way find the answer to whatever it is that has irritated me.
But,I am angry!!and the more I think about it the angrier I am getting.I know I shouldn`t,I know I should be reasonable,But,I cannot think of one reasonable explanation for what has happened apart from the stupid I dont care attitude of a so called proffesional!!
I will enlighten,I wasn`t going to write about this because the person is my best friend,she is the one person that is the closest to me that any person has ever been,she is the sweetest,nicest,person I have ever met and we have been friends for a very long time.She has stood by me through my bad times and I have been there for hers.Weeks can pass without contact but,when we speak it is like yesterday that we last spoke.We live our lives but know always that the other is there at the end of the phone.
She is with a lovely man who worships the ground she walks on and she has four lovely children,the youngest two to the man she is now with.
And that brings me to why I am angry,her third child was born with many problems,he is gorgeous this little man and I love him dearly,I was honoured to be chosen to be his Godmother.In amongst kidney problems and many other things he has suffered it was discovered through the continual observation and questioning of his mother that when he was born he had suffered a stroke! This meant that the left side of his body didn`t function as it should,he could not use his left arm,indeed found it difficult to raise it his left leg was the same.Through many visits to hospitals and specalists it was decided that as a baby he could be 'taught' to use his left side much the same as teaching him to read and write. So began Physiotherapy,any adult that has undergone this procedure knows how arduous it is,but the little man was coming along,his mother dilligently did his Physio every day,helping him to start the slow process of being able to hold things and eventually to walk.He was given a walking frame but still continued to drag the foot.So they decided that to help him combat this they would pot the foot.
His first pot was fine,blue in colour and he was proudly showing it off to anyone that happened to stop and look.Then he had to go for it to be changed,apparently it was a farce from start to end,in the room to have his foot done,my friend is slightly annoyed that the gentleman( and I use the term very loosely) who was supposed to be doing the foot seemed more concerned with the conversation going on between another patient and a doctor,so much so that having put the bandage on my friend remarked that she could only see four toes,he brushed it of saying it would be fine,she insisted that the little toe was not showing,he brushed her off by saying it would be fine.
The first full day he seemed ok,the second day he was limping and obviously in pain the third day he was back at the hospital having it removed,not only had it crushed his little toe,it had caused an infection,he has pressure bruises along the top of his foot and he now point blank refuses to use that leg again.Six whole months of careful and considered work down the drain,he was all set to start nursery after the spring break,now he cant because they wont take him if he isn`t walking.This 'person'!! has set him back six months!! My friend has started a complaints action,they are 'looking into it'.
It has made me so angry that this man wouldn`t listen,that a proffesional could be so callous in the treatment of a child!!!
I have to stop now because I am going to say something I shouldnt!