Sometimes Mama Knows Best

Kids, when they become adults, won't listen when Mama offers them advice. Yet they call Mama to pick up kids and watch them and take care of them until they can get home.

Recently, my 23-year-old daughter called an ambulance to take her partner's Dad to the hospital. They thought he had a brain tumor or at least a brain absess. So they shipped him from one hospital to another. When she called me, I told her to make the hospital send him to a particular hospital which is 80 miles one way, so that it would be easier to be there to check on him. Oh - no - the hospital insisted on sending him to another hospital which is 200 miles from here one way. She wouldn't even listen to me.

Now it doesn't help that I believe the hospital he went to is a quack quack hospital. That is my name for it since I was treated there after a car wreck in 1997. I made another trip back there and it was not better.

Now my husband has been an EMT/Paramedic and worked at this hospital and he wouldn't even stay there for surgery after they wrote false reports to let him go. He had to have surgery and I had to sleep there all night to make sure he was treated right. We haven't gone back there since. Instead of going 45 miles, we go 80 miles.

I have been treated good at the Catholic hospital I have gone to and had several surgeries there. But no - my daughter wouldn't listen and she let them ship him 200 miles away.

One of his drivers who takes him to medical care went up and pretended to be his daughter to try to get information for his wife. His wife is almost blind. They told her nothing and she was there in person. Yet they wouldn't tell the wife or son anything by telephone and said they had to be there in person.

Get this - they made another trip with another driver who volunteered to take them. They got no information while there as only the doctor could tell them anything. The nurses were not allowed to tell them anything in person even.

So they set up a password so they'd know who was calling and they called the next day and the password was lost. So messages were left for the doctor to call them. Nothing happened. All that calls got them was frustration.

Today Mama had enough. I went with my daughter to a college computer lab, and while she was on a computer, Mama filed a complaint online to the hospital. Guess what? Before we got back home 45 miles later, the Physician Assistant was calling to give them a report.

Now my daughter wishes she had listened to her Mama; 23-year-olds think their parents know nothing until they want something.