Category Archives: foot wound care

A NEW SERIES !

A NEW SERIES!

A bucket list author assured

Himself that his work endured…

Did awful in sales

But he prevails

By putting pieces out as lures!

–Jonathan Caswell

    I had me a book manuscript nearly ( ? ) completed…and suddenly decided not to publish, at least not at that publisher, as nice as the new staff .  Maybe I will send it to them but not just now.

ON THE RECEIVING END,

by Jonathan Caswell

SO…on this blog, BY THE MIGHTY MUMFORD and my other blog, THE MARVELOUS MUMFORD–and maybe some teasers at OUR POETRY CORNER–I’ll be posting poetry from the alleged book until I figure out where and how to formally publish it–if at all.  🙂

THE BOOK…is about my recent experience over the last six months or so, damaging, ignoring, losing two toes on my right foot by amputation, rehab. and recovery.  The basic premise–with other observations added–is to look at how difficult doctors, caretakers and such like me ( ! ) make such terrible patients, when it’s our turn to be cared for!

Other bloggers use some titles repeatedly as categories.  Each of mine here are what I plan to use in the book, which is, as you know, semi-autobiographical.  These subtitles will be (in this series):

READY…AIM…FIRE!

(Who makes poor patients and maybe why?)

THE HEALERS

(Nurses, therapist, aides from hospital, rehabilitation and home care I’ve known)

REHAB RUMINATIONS

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

(Various related issues of interest)

THE END OF THE MATTER?

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

(If he has any left.)

His long ordeal seems done,

The battle with amputation almost won…

But occurence

Of ending insurance,

Worries his future to come.

Received a continuance letter

Which helped him feel somewhat better…

Answers come slow

By snail-mail you know,

But his social worker–he’s glad to have met her.

–Jonathan Caswell

VISIT TO THE DOCTOR

VISIT TO THE DOCTOR

(in the form of haiku—more than one)

Surgeon saw my foot,

No runs…no holes…no errors…

Can shovel snow soon!

Snow and sleet descend,

Fear reawakened to drive…

Plow trucks out in force.

Agreeable nurses,

Meeting lots of nice faces…

Doctor says…now stop.

Own car must be cleaned,

Returning as wife’s chauffeur

No more: friend, will you?

Health insurance fades,

Peddling faster daily:

Discontinuous service.

Author hands out tomes

Company and smiles exchanged…

One was sold last year.

Nervousness returns,

Cookie binges resulting…

Blood sugar testing!

Gonna miss “his” nurses,

Evening young and shapely:

Hurries back to work!

Playing “Doctor Says,”

Last word has Primary Nurse…

Wound care’s successful?

–Nine Haiku by…Jonathan Caswell