Shanking Sneakers in the ER Parking Lot
I think it's fair to say that the last couple of weeks have been challenging. My mother just finished her third round of chemo. Her mouth is raw and her hands and feet are painful and swollen. She feels like she's walking on blisters. Her throat closes fairly easily and at one point my sister had to take her to the ER because she couldn't stop coughing and her blood pressure spiked so her nose was bleeding. The combination made it difficult for her to breathe. I happen to know a lot of the people who work at this particular hospital and I adore those people, but my family was in panic mode and the lack of urgency terrified them. Upon arrival at the ER, she was met by a D-bag at the check in counter who had no empathy and gave most of his attention to the young nurse he was training over my mom, who was clearly in distress. Let's call him Sneakers. That's all my mom can remember about him was the fact that he treated her poorly and had pristine sneakers. The tra...