tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692958826098214952.post1144053259824915243..comments2024-03-16T05:18:03.024-04:00Comments on Chief 187 Chatter: Simple JoysChief 187http://www.blogger.com/profile/09485730643132355212noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692958826098214952.post-26088638231189981982011-03-16T22:26:16.189-04:002011-03-16T22:26:16.189-04:00Maybe society and a feeling that we have to protec...Maybe society and a feeling that we have to protect our kids from the 'Harsh Reality' of this world has made us push them to grow up faster. When I was young and growing up, my mother told me to go outside and play. As I grew older, I would come home from school, rush through my homework then I would run out the door yelling "I'm going to the school yard" (or the vacant lot... remember them?) to play. Occasionally you would hear mom say " Put on a warmer coat" or " Be careful crossing the streets." You met your friends, played outside, sometimes in the middle of the street, as long as you could, leaving at the last moment so you weren't late for dinner. You always knew what time to be home, because dinner was ALWAYS at the same time.<br /> If no one was around, you knocked on your friends door and asked "Can Johnny come out and play?" There was no such thing as "A PLAY DATE". <br /> When was the last time you past a school yard and saw kids playing basketball,kickball, punchball, stoopball or stickball. Heck, do kids today even know what a 'SPAULDING' is? <br /> Sure we got our share of scrapes and bruises, but we just went to the nearest friends house and that mom became the caring nurse who put the band aid on, kissed it better, or yes, even yelled at us for being careless. <br /> I miss those days... will they ever return... we can only hope fore the best.<br /> I just noticed I posted this under the wrong blog. SORRYgrumpahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10343685906689924031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692958826098214952.post-9588886278922960372011-03-15T20:10:18.248-04:002011-03-15T20:10:18.248-04:00Jules, I love reading your responses. You so get t...Jules, I love reading your responses. You so get this blog. I look forward to reading your response every week! For EVERY blog!!Chief 187https://www.blogger.com/profile/09485730643132355212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2692958826098214952.post-3763026715769680942011-03-15T10:30:57.198-04:002011-03-15T10:30:57.198-04:00This isn't very "simple", but I am h...This isn't very "simple", but I am happy to have great health care professionals. After a recent medical event, I was very happy with everyone I came in contact with. The love, care and compassion shown was wonderful. There are people that are made to handle medical jobs and those that aren't. I am not one of them. I enjoy the administrative side of things. ;)<br /><br />The man at the desk checking me in could see I was distressed, and worked as fast as he possibly could to get me processed. As I was standing there I had a security guard, a bystander and a nurse ask if I wanted a wheel chair. Incredible!<br /><br />The sweet guy who took my blood and started an IV line and I talked about my medical coding class while he worked. He said, "I'm glad for people like you! I sat in a 3 hour seminar about coding and my head HURT afterward." I told him, "I'm glad for people like you, because I could NOT do your job! I can't watch medical procedures, even on House." He thanked me and told me he hoped I felt better as I went back to sit and wait for a physician.<br /><br />The radiologist who took my chest x-ray, he gave me TWO gowns, because it was cold in the room and he wanted to make sure I was comfortable. My husband asked where a water fountain was, and the tech brought him TWO cups of water w/ ice... because he felt the cups were too small for a satisfying drink.<br /><br />The doctor was serious, yet light and didn't make me feel like I was being silly coming to the ER, since what I was experiencing wasn't life threatening... NICE!<br /><br />As I left to go home, several nurses and others sitting at their desks and walking the halls said, "Goodbye". WOW! If only every experience everywhere were like that... the world would be a better place.Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11019562060252268854noreply@blogger.com