The first thing I need to make clear is I really have no problem with Adult Protective Services. They were called by the hospital and had to follow through.
The doctor’s concerns were unfounded. Really? Who would have guessed. Still, I’ll just wait until I get something in writing before I meet with the hospital (tentatively set-up for next Tuesday). I actually believe I now have an ally in Protective Services. No problem there. Here’s my problem…
I am shocked and scared of the system and the power it holds. Who would ever imagine parents are one bad decision (or instinct) away from losing custody of their children? Think about it… scared now? If you’re not, I suspect you work for the government.
In speaking with Protective Services earlier today there was one topic that really had me steaming mad. It was the nurse’s (Valerie’s) response to the investigation. I pointed out that Ryan should have been given a full clinical assessment, head to toe, while in the ER. Apparently, Valerie claimed this happened. Lie! She was asked if Ryan had any other areas of trauma or bruising. She said “no”. Wrong!
Ryan has plenty of bruising, mostly at the hands of ICU several weeks ago. In fact, he has a prominent bruise on his left arm where the PICC line was. The same arm that was broken! How in the world can that be missed? He has bruising on his stomach from getting a shot each morning. You decide for yourself if Valerie gave him the once-over. Oh, and I was with Ryan the entire time and can assure you she did not.
So, when asked by Protective Services why she called them she began her back-tracking. She must have known she was wrong to do so, but the damage was already done. She tells them, according to Protective Services, that she is worried about me being under so much pressure. ME? She’s worried about me? Hey, Valerie, not your job. Your job is to care for the guy on the stretcher in obvious pain. Do you think calling Protective Services might cause me just a tad bit of stress? Just like a blonde’s way of rationalizing (my apology to the two blondes who will be offended). Let’s play it out…”You look a bit stressed, Dad. Let me call Protective Services on you. That should help”.
Anyhow, this was not the explanation Valerie gave me for calling. She told me she called because she “could lose her license”. Honest, yes. I buy this reason. Oh, yes I do. It’s spot on. But, I ask her, what does she see in Ryan that would make her call?
“I’m following protocol”, she says.
“Isn’t this protocol somehow based on on ‘suspicion'”, I ask.
Ahhhhhh, the bliss of silence.
“I hope you understand why I did it”, she says.
“Actually, no. I don’t. Please elaborate. You’ll have to excuse my ignorance of being wrongfully suspected”.
“I’m sorry you feel that way”, is the best she can muster.
“I’m sorry I feel this way too. My question is still unanswered”.
…and it remains that way.