Slavery is being talked about so much by the crazy socialist talk show hosts like Stephanie Miller and Tom Hartman up here in Bernie country - Vermont- that I doubted the date of Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation - an executve order, by the way. The proclamation took place in 1863, and it is now 2016, and the socialists are still harping about it as if it were yesterday. I decided that if the centuries meant nothing to the harpies, I would play that game too and add a little context to the harpies' incessant belittlling of the white man as the sole oppressor in history and the world. I went to Google and found that 1.5 million white people, mainly young women and young men, were kidnapped from Europe to serve as sex slaves and workers by Jews. In 492 Pope Gelasius permitted Jews to take non-Christians into slavery in Italy and then were delivered to sex-starved individuals as well as those who needed workers in North Africa, the Middle East, and even Central Asia. Jews specialized in castrating Europeans and set up castration houses. Castrated men were highly prized by Muslims who are absolutely paranoid about their wives' supposed infidelity impulses. The apex of the Jewish seizure of Europeans was between 1500 and 1650.
This is a little perspective for the highly-agitated, low information Socialists.
The message is, little Hitlers, that slavery was not just for the whites. However, the whites did end it. American whites at that, knowledge slobs.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Bowel Obstrction #11
Preface: I was going into the post office in north Brattleboro when I heard a robin screaming from a hedge of evergreens nearby. Then I heard the "clack" of grackles and knew they were trying to get to Mother Robin's eggs or chicks. I approached the hedge, and two black raiders with big tails flew out, clacking as they went. I watched them land in a nearby tree, and when they saw me still observing them, they flew across Putney Road. Unfortunately, they'd be back. Mother Robin needed one of Arnold's guns.
Tuesday, May 3, '16: I'm operating without my journal, but Ms. Peterson of Brattleboro Internal Medicine also tried to float this rationalization for not indentifying the authorship of her letter. She said I could look at the long, narrow rectangle at the bottom of the letter, which contained a list of clinicians, and conclude that one of them sent me my "fired as a patient" letter. Back home, another senior citizen and I put our silver heads together and pored over the rectangle of names. We were unable to find Peterson's name so since she told me the name of the letter-writer was in the rectangle, and she had written the letter, and her name was not in the rectangle, she was telling me a falsehood.
Without my notes, the second and last thing that was wrong with her letter was that her final sentence said there was a disclosure form included so my medical information could be forwarded to my new health practitioner. There was no such letter.
Thus ends, I guess, my critique of supposed Alene Peterson's letter to me. It was an unidentified, incomplete letter. If I had written such a letter, I wouldn't have wanted to identify myself as the author either. It was shabby and hostile and not at all professional.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Tuesday, May 3, '16: I'm operating without my journal, but Ms. Peterson of Brattleboro Internal Medicine also tried to float this rationalization for not indentifying the authorship of her letter. She said I could look at the long, narrow rectangle at the bottom of the letter, which contained a list of clinicians, and conclude that one of them sent me my "fired as a patient" letter. Back home, another senior citizen and I put our silver heads together and pored over the rectangle of names. We were unable to find Peterson's name so since she told me the name of the letter-writer was in the rectangle, and she had written the letter, and her name was not in the rectangle, she was telling me a falsehood.
Without my notes, the second and last thing that was wrong with her letter was that her final sentence said there was a disclosure form included so my medical information could be forwarded to my new health practitioner. There was no such letter.
Thus ends, I guess, my critique of supposed Alene Peterson's letter to me. It was an unidentified, incomplete letter. If I had written such a letter, I wouldn't have wanted to identify myself as the author either. It was shabby and hostile and not at all professional.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Saturday, April 30, 2016
Bowel Obstruction #10
Preface: Imagine a line stretching from left to right in front of you. Look at the right end of the line and imagine that the people who believe in the freedom of the individual are there. Then look at the left end of the line and imagine that the people who believe in the complete coercion of the individual by government employees ( they always live off the people [plural for the individual]). That line is a spectrum, and that is how I would like "rightists" and "leftists" defined. Otherwise, the line becomes a circle because as currently understood "far rightists" meet "far leftists" because they both believe in the complete coercion of the individual by government employees. It is where the fascist Mussolini meets the Communist butcher Stalin.
Saturday, 4-30-2016: The woman who claims to be Alene Peterson and to have sent me an anonymous letter firing me from the practice at Brattleboro Internal Medicine also comments about my new primary physician-to-be. She says she and I are "a good fit." I would have asked what that meant since supposed-Peterson's voice was still steely and hardly friendly. However, I am standing in the Hannaford parking lot with cars and people going by, so I don't follow up that tantalizing comment."How come the practitioner and I would be a good fit since you just threw me under the bus?"
The lady now claiming authorship of the anonymous letter also asks me if I want to keep my upcoming appointment with PA Paul. I tell her that the crisis seem to be resolving itself ( I had my first normal movement in two months, but I wasn't going to get into such details with her). I tell her I feel safe in relinquishing the appointment with PA Paul. I also know from his last call to me, that I no longer trust him. Obviously, after he read the post that I left for him at his office - and he probably read the rest and is still reading the posts- he doesn't particularly care for me. Supposed_Peterson had said he didn't want to work with me. It would be a waste of time, at the very least, for him to try to provide medical services for me. Even an emergency would better be handled at the emergency room especially since I would be seen by a medical
doctor- an MD. I just notice that illegal aliens going free to our emergency rooms get better care than I do on Medicare based on my age than I do as I get physician assistants not MDs! That's nice.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Saturday, 4-30-2016: The woman who claims to be Alene Peterson and to have sent me an anonymous letter firing me from the practice at Brattleboro Internal Medicine also comments about my new primary physician-to-be. She says she and I are "a good fit." I would have asked what that meant since supposed-Peterson's voice was still steely and hardly friendly. However, I am standing in the Hannaford parking lot with cars and people going by, so I don't follow up that tantalizing comment."How come the practitioner and I would be a good fit since you just threw me under the bus?"
The lady now claiming authorship of the anonymous letter also asks me if I want to keep my upcoming appointment with PA Paul. I tell her that the crisis seem to be resolving itself ( I had my first normal movement in two months, but I wasn't going to get into such details with her). I tell her I feel safe in relinquishing the appointment with PA Paul. I also know from his last call to me, that I no longer trust him. Obviously, after he read the post that I left for him at his office - and he probably read the rest and is still reading the posts- he doesn't particularly care for me. Supposed_Peterson had said he didn't want to work with me. It would be a waste of time, at the very least, for him to try to provide medical services for me. Even an emergency would better be handled at the emergency room especially since I would be seen by a medical
doctor- an MD. I just notice that illegal aliens going free to our emergency rooms get better care than I do on Medicare based on my age than I do as I get physician assistants not MDs! That's nice.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
Bowel Obstruction #9
This morning at my urologist's office my blood pressure was 140 over 100 in spite of taking two different blood pressure pills. But I would rather stroke out fighting than to live a long life of passivity toward things I believe are wrong.
That segues to receiving a call from a person calling herself "Alene" (not sure if I heard her correctly) Peterson, and she claims to be the writer who fired me as a patient of Brattleboro Internal Medicine. I get the call as I'm walking through the Hannaford parking lot. Do you know the place? It' got one of the world's shortest green lights to get into and out of the parking lot. Only two cars can take a left onto Putney Road during one green light, and then the light turns yellow. Vehicles have to roar out of there so the vehicles piled up behind them have a chance to get out of the parking lot that day. It's a ticket or an accident waiting to happen. Are the city employees mad at Hannaford and are trying to make going there difficult? Returning to Ms. Peterson who, for all I know, is not Ms. Peterson since I have never seen or talked to the real Ms. Peterson though she fired me as a patient. Jody Dodge, administrator at Brattleboro Memorial Hospital had told me about a week or so ago that she had walked over to Internal Medicine to talk to an administrator there named Alene Peterson about me getting the results of my X-rays and to get my Paxil prescription transmitted to Walmart (that horrible "big box" innovation that saves the average family about $1,200 a year). Jody said I could expect calls from PA Paul, Nava, I think her name was, the prescription transmitter, and Alene Peterson, the administrator. I got constructive calls from Paul and Nava, but Ms. Peterson didn't call.
Now that Ms. Peterson was calling, I immediately asked in the Hannaford parking lot with the world's shortest green light why she had not signed her letter or even identified who was writing the letter that dismissed me as a patient. In a steely voice, she replied that it was standard operating procedure at Brattleboro Internal Medicine "and other places too." I replied that I had never seen such a letter, but I had only been a social services director, so what did I know.
Her response was that maybe in some states things are done differently. Was she implying that in Vermont businesses that fire you don't identify themselves?
"Guess what, honey. I got fired today, but the person who fired me didn't sign the letter or even give me his name. I guess God must have done it or someone who thinks he is."
Later, I check with several old-time Vermonters, and they had never seen such a thing.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
That segues to receiving a call from a person calling herself "Alene" (not sure if I heard her correctly) Peterson, and she claims to be the writer who fired me as a patient of Brattleboro Internal Medicine. I get the call as I'm walking through the Hannaford parking lot. Do you know the place? It' got one of the world's shortest green lights to get into and out of the parking lot. Only two cars can take a left onto Putney Road during one green light, and then the light turns yellow. Vehicles have to roar out of there so the vehicles piled up behind them have a chance to get out of the parking lot that day. It's a ticket or an accident waiting to happen. Are the city employees mad at Hannaford and are trying to make going there difficult? Returning to Ms. Peterson who, for all I know, is not Ms. Peterson since I have never seen or talked to the real Ms. Peterson though she fired me as a patient. Jody Dodge, administrator at Brattleboro Memorial Hospital had told me about a week or so ago that she had walked over to Internal Medicine to talk to an administrator there named Alene Peterson about me getting the results of my X-rays and to get my Paxil prescription transmitted to Walmart (that horrible "big box" innovation that saves the average family about $1,200 a year). Jody said I could expect calls from PA Paul, Nava, I think her name was, the prescription transmitter, and Alene Peterson, the administrator. I got constructive calls from Paul and Nava, but Ms. Peterson didn't call.
Now that Ms. Peterson was calling, I immediately asked in the Hannaford parking lot with the world's shortest green light why she had not signed her letter or even identified who was writing the letter that dismissed me as a patient. In a steely voice, she replied that it was standard operating procedure at Brattleboro Internal Medicine "and other places too." I replied that I had never seen such a letter, but I had only been a social services director, so what did I know.
Her response was that maybe in some states things are done differently. Was she implying that in Vermont businesses that fire you don't identify themselves?
"Guess what, honey. I got fired today, but the person who fired me didn't sign the letter or even give me his name. I guess God must have done it or someone who thinks he is."
Later, I check with several old-time Vermonters, and they had never seen such a thing.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Monday, April 25, 2016
Bowel Obstruction #8
Monday, 4-25-2016: I got a call from PA Paul and explained that I was worried about being on only Benazapril to see if the Norvasc was causing the constipation since I had broken through the Benazapril by itself and even broken through both Benazapril and Norvasc when I went to the emergency room. At that time, my blood pressure was 150 and the alarm on the BP machine went off. Paul said he could prescribe another blood pressure medication, but it could introduce additional factors. I reiterated I was worried about stroking out. He reiterated that he wasn't saying we wouldn't use another blood pressure medication, but I could withstand a blood pressure of 160 over 100 for several hours. I thought we were on a merry-go-round so I suggested that I split up the 60 milligrams of Paxil I take one time a day to taking it two times a day to see if it were the Paxil causing constipation. He agreed with that, and I said I'd call him back in a few days to report. He said okay, and I remember ending with "Thanks a lot, man." I felt good, thinking that the train of excellent and prompt medical care and friendly, even warm, relations with the staff at Brattleboro Internal Medicine was back on track, only being derailed a short time. Boy, was I wrong! Apparently, a distant command and control type administrator who wasn't keeping up with events - a common phenomenon in centralized command and control operations- decided to throw me out to the street by way of a registered letter I had to sign for. I will assert my views about this letter in another post, but let me say it was very unprofessional and discourteous and cowardly as there was no author or authoress to the letter nor did she sign it. I hope this is a man as I have found that men can clash antlers, not cry about it, and not run for victim status, and then get along fine afterwards. I'm not so sanguine about a woman. My substantial years in this world don't support such optimism. I guess that will inflame those who think there are no differences between men and women. I would certainly agree that the differences seem to be diminishing each year until I find myself wondering if it's going to end up with women only protecting us from the swordsmen of the Islamic State Caliphate. I can't help but notice the athletic, young women striding along in their boots and tights with their chests out accompanied by schmucks padding along in flip-flops, skinny legs in short pants, and no chests.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
Thursday, April 21, 2016
Bowel Obstruction #7
Thursday, April 21, 2016 12:08 pm: Nurse Mark calls back from Brattleboro (Vermont) Internal Medicine and leaves a message. He says PA Paul wants me to stop taking the new blood pressure medication, Amiodipine Besylate (AB for our purposes) for 1 to 7 days to stop the constipation. He wants me to buy a blood pressure cuff and use it. If the blood pressure gets 150, I should call Paul. Paul also wants me to resume taking AB after the constipation ends because it's so good for me.
I call Nurse Mark Thursday morning at 10:30 and leave a message. I ask if it is safe for me to be only on one blood pressure pill as it doesn't work anymore. I also ask if I get a 150 on my blood pressure, is it safe for me to wait hours for Mark to get my message, get to Paul, and then get back to me? I remind him that about a week ago at the Emergency Room in spite of both blood pressure medications, my blood pressure reading caused the alarm to go off on the machine. I heard the responding male nurse say "150," and he was concerned until it finally went down to 120 or 130 after a bag of water seemed to make the difference. I haven't heard from Nurse Mark yet.
I have been thinking about this situation, and this is my suggestion to PA Paul: Don't leave me on only a blood pressure pill, Benazapril, that doesn't work by itself anymore. Prescribe something temporarily while I'm off Amiodipine Besylate to supplement the Benazapril.
I plan to make copies of this and drop one off for Jody Dodge, the administrator at Brattleboro Memorial Hospital and one for PA Paul at the front desk at Brattleboro Internal Medicine.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
MS at VCU, 1975 and MSW at NSU, 1993
I call Nurse Mark Thursday morning at 10:30 and leave a message. I ask if it is safe for me to be only on one blood pressure pill as it doesn't work anymore. I also ask if I get a 150 on my blood pressure, is it safe for me to wait hours for Mark to get my message, get to Paul, and then get back to me? I remind him that about a week ago at the Emergency Room in spite of both blood pressure medications, my blood pressure reading caused the alarm to go off on the machine. I heard the responding male nurse say "150," and he was concerned until it finally went down to 120 or 130 after a bag of water seemed to make the difference. I haven't heard from Nurse Mark yet.
I have been thinking about this situation, and this is my suggestion to PA Paul: Don't leave me on only a blood pressure pill, Benazapril, that doesn't work by itself anymore. Prescribe something temporarily while I'm off Amiodipine Besylate to supplement the Benazapril.
I plan to make copies of this and drop one off for Jody Dodge, the administrator at Brattleboro Memorial Hospital and one for PA Paul at the front desk at Brattleboro Internal Medicine.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
MS at VCU, 1975 and MSW at NSU, 1993
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Bowel Obstruction #6
Wednesday, April 20, 2016 3:45 pm: After taking the laxative and purging my bowels, I find I am still in the same position of passing poop pellets instead of bowel movements. I decide that maybe that laxative wasn't enough and take a second one last Monday, two days ago. I go through the same disgusting purging and again on the day after find I still am constipated and still passing pellets. I am drinking prune juice several times a day, beet juice, and another juice with about five fruits in it. I am having a salad a day and vegetables and fruits. There's a small improvement: I am passing today some chunks of poop but have gas so loud that it sounds like cannon fire and the chunk hits the toilet water so hard it smacks water onto my butt!
I call the Walmart pharmacy and ask if the second blood pressure medication- Amiodipine Besylate- that PA Paul Stanchfield prescribed for me could be causing the trouble. She asked if it could be the Paxil, but I didn't think the timing was right. She said that AB could cause diarrhea, but on the other hand, it could cause dry mouth. I said I was having the latter lately. She replied that it could be the blood pressure medication then and advised me to call my doctor. There's the rub, but I'm hoping things have changed now that Jody Dodge has stepped into the silence. I call Nurse Mark per protocol and have to leave a message. I explain that Dr. McFadden in the ER had asked about a new drug causing constipation and Walmart had said it could be. I asked that PA Paul try another BP drug and asked Nurse Mark to call me. I made that call at 12:58 pm. If anyone can shed some information on this situation please contact me at 352-359-0850 or peternickerson12@yahoo.com.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
MS at VCU, 1975 and MSW at NSU, 1993
I call the Walmart pharmacy and ask if the second blood pressure medication- Amiodipine Besylate- that PA Paul Stanchfield prescribed for me could be causing the trouble. She asked if it could be the Paxil, but I didn't think the timing was right. She said that AB could cause diarrhea, but on the other hand, it could cause dry mouth. I said I was having the latter lately. She replied that it could be the blood pressure medication then and advised me to call my doctor. There's the rub, but I'm hoping things have changed now that Jody Dodge has stepped into the silence. I call Nurse Mark per protocol and have to leave a message. I explain that Dr. McFadden in the ER had asked about a new drug causing constipation and Walmart had said it could be. I asked that PA Paul try another BP drug and asked Nurse Mark to call me. I made that call at 12:58 pm. If anyone can shed some information on this situation please contact me at 352-359-0850 or peternickerson12@yahoo.com.
Peter Nickerson, Philosophy Major, Class of '68, William and Mary
MS at VCU, 1975 and MSW at NSU, 1993
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