Report of 7 June 2020
Good evening!
Sometimes, a conversation with one's father - replete with chuckles and happiness over his lunch menu: biryani, chicken and fish fry - can make one's evening.
We are well and hope the same with all of you, truly. COVID cases are increasing here, and the powers are re-evaluating the relaxation of the lockdown. With a mortality of 3%, we do stand to lose a lot of people if the virus continues to affect.
The Banyan is wonderful. I was there last week and saw many patients. I got word today that one of our patients fell in the restroom and was not located until the next person went to the restroom. That was alarming, and has not happened before. Some of our patients are wobbly at baseline and have to be hawkishly watched, which usually happens; I am unsure what happened today and the team will investigate tomorrow. Such investigations are best done in person - I got a "The door was locked and she went to the restroom," which made little sense. There was not likely negligence at fault, as the B's staff are diligent and good; probably the staff got occupied with an issue and the patient neglected to tell someone that she was going to the restroom. We'll find out.
The B's patients are slight and brittle-boned; even a fall from a short height or a stub of the toe can cause a fracture. Many are on psychiatric medications, which can affect the gait. I have asked for an xray for tomorrow, and hope it does not show a fracture.
Scott and I ran some errands yesterday. I had sworn off restaurant food, quite liking the simple joys of cooking. Well, after my birthday meal and like Sylvester kissing Tweety and getting a craving for bird again, I had to have Writer's Cafe food again. So off we went, getting takeaway and buying some mangoes. We had cold mango after lunch today; cold mango is unfailingly a dream. We then saw an excellent Australian movie called "Ali's wedding."
We spoke to both children today. Nat was wearing a nice skirt and looked comfy lounging around. Her t-shirt said, "Thou shalt not try me. Mood 24:7." Naren was sitting on his balcony and I guess it is hot enough in Brooklyn to do that. I think both children were a tad tired - it was late evening for them - and we wound up the conversation after some chit chat. It is challenging to find a mutually convenient time; the mornings start at different times for them and the evenings find them tired. But we will find a time: communication - intra-family - is key.
I hope all of you stay well and safe.
Unw -
R
Sometimes, a conversation with one's father - replete with chuckles and happiness over his lunch menu: biryani, chicken and fish fry - can make one's evening.
We are well and hope the same with all of you, truly. COVID cases are increasing here, and the powers are re-evaluating the relaxation of the lockdown. With a mortality of 3%, we do stand to lose a lot of people if the virus continues to affect.
The Banyan is wonderful. I was there last week and saw many patients. I got word today that one of our patients fell in the restroom and was not located until the next person went to the restroom. That was alarming, and has not happened before. Some of our patients are wobbly at baseline and have to be hawkishly watched, which usually happens; I am unsure what happened today and the team will investigate tomorrow. Such investigations are best done in person - I got a "The door was locked and she went to the restroom," which made little sense. There was not likely negligence at fault, as the B's staff are diligent and good; probably the staff got occupied with an issue and the patient neglected to tell someone that she was going to the restroom. We'll find out.
The B's patients are slight and brittle-boned; even a fall from a short height or a stub of the toe can cause a fracture. Many are on psychiatric medications, which can affect the gait. I have asked for an xray for tomorrow, and hope it does not show a fracture.
Scott and I ran some errands yesterday. I had sworn off restaurant food, quite liking the simple joys of cooking. Well, after my birthday meal and like Sylvester kissing Tweety and getting a craving for bird again, I had to have Writer's Cafe food again. So off we went, getting takeaway and buying some mangoes. We had cold mango after lunch today; cold mango is unfailingly a dream. We then saw an excellent Australian movie called "Ali's wedding."
We spoke to both children today. Nat was wearing a nice skirt and looked comfy lounging around. Her t-shirt said, "Thou shalt not try me. Mood 24:7." Naren was sitting on his balcony and I guess it is hot enough in Brooklyn to do that. I think both children were a tad tired - it was late evening for them - and we wound up the conversation after some chit chat. It is challenging to find a mutually convenient time; the mornings start at different times for them and the evenings find them tired. But we will find a time: communication - intra-family - is key.
I hope all of you stay well and safe.
Unw -
R
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