15 June 2021

 

  The prison health care incompetence is wearing on me.  On 8 June 2021 I saw Dr. Pophali at UW Health who recommended Magic Mouthwash to numb my throat to help me eat, after the side effects of radiation.  When I returned to UW the nurse who reviewed my appointment with UW failed to get this recommendation to Dr. Labby.

    When I saw Dr. Labby on Friday the eleventh she was surprised to learn of it, but ordered it.  By that time I was three days without solid food taking in only tea and three Boost liquid supplements a day.

     It is now June 15th, a full six days after the initial recommendation, in an age where we can next day just about anything, and I still cannot get the magic mouthwash.  This is cruel indifference.

     I am eating solids again, but swallowing continues to be painful.

     Then I have Ron Holmes in our records office.  The Walworth County courts notified me I have a ZOOM court hearing at 4pm on 29 June.  The records office sends me a notice that I have a 1pm meeting with Walworth County on this date.  So I notify RGCI records and Holmes replies, "There is no problem to solve."

     Where do they get these people from?

     I can deal with the cancer.  It is like getting hit by lightning.  Things just happen and there is not a damned thing you can do about it.  But the preventable things like them running out of my cancer medication, or not understanding a three hour time discrepancy on a court appointment is what I struggle with.  The incompetency here is a struggle.

     David Tarlo sat down and listened to me spill my guts out with the frustration I am having with this the other night.  Bless him, because I really needed someone to talk to get it out.  He is a good man. 

     I had my best run since my failed CAR T-cell therapy.  Then Chad Martin put me to work (I enjoy to work and miss normal) painting the numbers and lines on our shuffle board courts (are they courts?).  Then, while listening to one of the most exciting basketball games I ever listened to (Bucks lost to the Nets), I finished the Janari McKinnie Mug-shot collage.

     I am working my ass off.  I wish I could get the powers to be to put in twenty-five percent of the effort I do.