Tamara King

Tamara received a call from LS in Recruitment and Retention. She had come across a gentleman by the name of Mr. W at the south entrance that had concerns about his medications. He had discussed with her that Dr. A had put him on some medications and he needed to talk with him. Lisa called the nurse asking if she could intervene. She said she would speak with him since she knew Dr. A was seeing patients on the unit. He said he had been hit in the knee and that is the reason he had come to the hospital for surgery. He pulled up his pant leg to display the clean healing surgical scar across his left knee. The papers he had with him were his discharge plans from the other unit. The listed all his medications, and that he was to also receive home health care and physical therapy service. There was a phone number next to the agency name. That phone number had a Miami area code. Also listed was the Sweet Center, now known as CBH with instructions to follow up with his medications (Seroquel) and it was accompanied by a number which was incorrect. When she asked him if he had called either phone number, he told her that he didn’t have a phone in his motel room, where he is staying in Lake Wales. He did say the motel office had a phone but they would not forward messages or allow him to make long distance phone call. She was starting to get a clearer picture of Mr. W’s predicament. He did not live near Winter Haven; he had limited funds, impaired mobility with use of crutches, public transportation to travel, and little family support. Living in a motel room in Lake Wales without a phone and the motel office not forwarding messages would explain why the Home Health Agency couldn’t arrange a visit to see him. He had an inaccurate number for the Sweet Center that wasn't listed in the phone book; therefore he couldn't arrange a follow up visit. After two weeks with his stomach discomfort not improving, he thought it best to take a bus back to the hospital to get some answers. And here Mr. W. and the nurse sat in a waiting room off of the CFP unit. Knowing it was Friday, in the afternoon, the odds of getting this resolved for him were a long shot, but she was going to try. It ended up taking over two hours of calls to resolve this gentleman’s concerns. She wrote down all that had been planned on his papers which he neatly folded back up and placed in his wallet and then put back into his jacket pocket. He stood up and took a hold of his crutches, but then stopped to shake her hand one last time. He smiled and said “thank you”. Smiling back, she said “you are welcome, I’m glad I could help”, and escorted him back down the hallway, giving him directions to First Care. She does not know what happened to Mr. W. and whether he actually kept his appointments with CBH or Home Health Care, but does know that sometimes a smile and a little help can make all the difference in the world.
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