Friday, August 31, 2012

the PNE

On Wednesday Randy and I and a few residents went to the Pacific National Exhibition.  It was an all day affair and I was very impressed.  The last time I was at the PNE it must have been ten years ago and I was not impressed.  It was tacky and nothing to see.  Even the barns were upgraded for fairgoers to enjoy as well as the faciliites in the Collisium.  And the best part of the day was that nothing went wrong with Randy's care and I had a volunteer help me with pushing Randy's wheelchair.  The only unfortunate thing happen was I got lost.  I stopped to purchase a drink and when I looked up the convey of wheelchairs were not to be seen. 

During our lunch break one of the residents attempted to pull out his stomach feeding tube as he wanted real food.  The incident went back to my wanting Willey the ten-year visitor at Ward 2 to stop cooking in Ward 2.  He then went on a hate to discredit me because now things were not the way they always were.  He cooked his gourmet meals every day as he was there every day  in the common kitchen so that Randy and others who cannot eat except by a feeding tube would be tormented by the smell of the food.  No one on the Ward did anything.  If you are immobile and can't talk  you can be subjected to psyschological pain and you have no voice and if you did have a family member say something he would be ignorned..  Meet Willey on the YouTube video: Envisioning home.  Who would dare tell the poster child for GPC to cease such cruelty.  And he did not and for two years he did not stop.  Only recently his right to do as he wants has been subdued.

There is a cafeteria at GPC which is there for visitors to eat.  But it wasn't only him CARMA a mentors group meet every Tuesday in Ward 2 and they did the same thing.  A group of residents being equally cruel. 

This was a no brainer and yet Nurse Ratched did nothing. All through my ordeal with GPC I have never heard one iota of criticism of Tanu.  It is surreal. That place is out of a Stephen King novel.

I was recently talking to an academic within the medical field and I was told that I should negotiate with GPC.  Where is it that it says that when VCH abuses/bullies you you are forced to befriend VCH for a piece of rice. I know of no one who had dealing with VCH that ever went away satisfied.  They will humiliate you to the very end.

I am past trying to negotiate. VCH refuses to follow its own policies.  I asked from the beginning that I be able  to speak to those that found me offensive and I also asked for independent counsellors to come into GPC and talk to these people to calm their fears if they even had any.  I have yet to come across anyone from Ward 2 who even knows of my restrictions except for Rod, Patricia and Whilley.  Three of the poster childlren in the video mentioned above. And those who were involved along with the floor staff in putting a petition together to get me banned. Whilley said that things were not the same since I was allowed to visit Randy, that he didn't lke me; that I smelled, that I was a thief, and that I wasn't good for Randy.  Although this was relayed to VCH by me VCH allowed the bullying and lies to continue causing me acute stress.  VCH's easy solution was to ban me a week later.  VCH did it so seamlessless I countered at that time VCH must do this all the time.  


Sunday, August 19, 2012

Another Week

The woman neighbour of mine who doesn't like to look at wheelchair bound people spent last weekend painting the new cement steps (blockage) red.  I get to admire her paint job each day.  She like GPC is putting me in my place.  To bully, to bully, to bully.  All you have to do is to end being bullied is to become part of their mob and then find another target for group cohesion. It seems to be a well-known fact within the medical community that the nurses eat their own (i.e. rule by bullying) and that is why we have a nursing shortage.  It only takes a short time after a new novice realizes this and she quickly exits leaving the nursing profession to those that bully rather than care.

And as for George Pearson Centre, the gentleman  (Bob Chapman) who signed my banning letter in February 2011 is going on holidays for three weeks.  Although he is entitled to holidays I do not know how he can afford to take the time away from Vancouver Coastal Health as as he is the

Director of Client Relations;
Director of Risk Management;
Director of Patient Care Quality;
Acting Director of At Home Support;
Acting Director of Complex Care.

There is no law that says he can't forfeit his holidays for the greater good like the 1,000,000 people he should be answering to.

Watch what will happen.  A new VCH policy will be put in place saying that management will no long tell anyone that they are going on holidays as it would destablize the public's faith in what is going on by their extensive leaves. When they are on holidays the public will just be told that the person is not available.

I was absolutely amazed on Friday.  I had Randy with me at my place.  When it is hot I make sure that he is always in a cool place away from the sun and now that I cannot have access to the shade which my neighbour has blocked with her red cement blocks, Randy was inside.  He was acting very combatively.  He kept pointing randomly around my one-room residence.  I was beginning to think he had no more brain cells.  I finally gave him a pointer so he could point better than with his hand.  He kept pointing everywhere.  He was manic.  He was pointing at the floor area.  Then I realized what he wanted.  He wanted me to unclutter my living space.  Do you want me to cleanup my apartment, I asked, and he nodded yes.  It is rather hard to unclutter a 450 square foot apartment that is the home to two doggies who like to play/distribute all my things.  It would be a lot easier if the agent for the property would force the lady with the red steps to give up some of her storage space as she has a crawl space, two storage lockers, a extra small room that used to be for caretakers equipment, and a garage for her new black convertible (MB) but that will never happen.  The lady with the red steps lives in a two bedroom duplex by herself and I stress by herself.  And she isn't even a pack rat, she is very very neat and orderly to the point of it from my observation being an obsession.  What she claims is hers is hers. No sharing allowed.  Same rational as the head nurse from George Person Centre. I am engulfed by these mindsets.
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Saturday, August 11, 2012

Vancouver Police Department

Attention: Steve Eely, District Commander,

VPD, District 4


I have been accused of threatening someone with a knife at George Pearson Centre. I want it investigated as if I did this I want to know about it. Vancouver Coastal Health was made aware of this threat months ago and it has done nothing. It has resurfaced and it is causing me much discomfort. If I did this I want to be charged as this is a serious criminal matter.

In reality I want you investigate this matter and charge the person responsible with criminal mischief or criminal harassment. Maybe you can charge Vancouver Coastal Health as they are so good at doing police work and not telling you about it.


My name is Audrey Jane Laferriere. 604-321-2276

Date of incident: not known


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Sunday, August 5, 2012

Anniversary of Code Blue

Saturday was Randy's anniversary of his Code Blue in 2011.

And it was like most days it was an awful day.  I woke up to the barking of my neighbour's dog and when I looked out to see why the dog was in distress I saw my neighbour cementing blocks on the common sidewalk in front of her unit in order to inhibit access of Randy's wheelchair to the front of my unit.  This woman is a piece of work.

Although on Friday I left a note on Randy's wheelchair asking that Randy's penis condone be checked before I arrived for leakage it wasn't done.  It was even worse than that.  Randy didn't want to get out of bed so the casual RN suggested that I go down and talk to him in an effort to change his mind.  He kept pointing to his leg and I did not know what he meant.  I said if I put on his white shoes would be get up and he said nodded yes but he was really trying to tell me something else.  I checked his condone and I could see it was leaking and I could smell the ammonia from his diaper so he must have been laying in his urine for a long time.  The casual RN was not aware of his condition as she was not his day nurse. But she changed him cheerfully and lifted him out of his bed to his chair. 

This urine thing has been going on for a month now.  Each time I change Randy at home (with great difficulty) (and wash his clothes) I date and bag the diapers and I now have a large garbage bag full.  Randy is paying $15,000 a month for this care... GPC is a residential care hospital that controls each resident's bowel movements.  There is no reason for any resident to have an "accident" due to improper technique. 

I really do not know if they are shorthanded or not but I just read from the minutes of the latest Residents Council meeting that a full-time VCH employee from management's  Improvement Process Team  (Peter) had given the Council a talk about how GPC was going more lean with continuous improvement.  Only an administration full of academics would come up with this garbage to convince the residents that the nurses that treat them are slaggards. Napolean Ostrow and his COO Josephine therefore must believe GPC is overstaffed.

Since problem solving is very expensive, GPC should put a huge sign at its entrance saying this to explain why GPC 's policy is to ban/restrict visitors from its property. This past year four persons have been banned/restricted from GPC.  How many others were verbally banned without paperwork.



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