ABORT! ABORT!

I watched as Miss Ellie arrived at the clinic, leading the Day Treatment person into the building at high speed. I jumped up and ran to find them, since she was out of control, and it was only 9:00 AM!

Turning a corner I see the poor lady trying to reason with Miss Ellie. Miss Ellie sees me and her eyes light up, clapping her hands she comes over to me and gives ma a big hug that lasts about a minute and a half. As she hugs me, she is patting me on top on my head. I get her to enter the waiting room to be called.

She is antsy today, full of pep and eager to engage me. I try to amuse her, ask her to sit down, meanwhile trying to stay alive while I do all this coaxing. Miss Ellie had been to the clinic last year. The day Treatment people tell me that last year she was very cooperative, and I think: :Oh good! Maybe we can go in and out without incident.” Yea sure,

They call her name and she is reluctant to get out of her seat. She wants to be begged, cajoled, pleaded with and given other options.

Finally she relents and we head toward the examining room, she gets one look at it and decides to bolt to the front door to leave. She can’t open the huge door, so she knocks, decides to go the other way, we get her close to the examining room once again. She will have nothing to do with it. She stages a sit-down! In the middle of the hallway, dead weight, not going anywhere. I finally get her up.

Miss Ellie

Turning from me, she decides to bang her head against the wall in protest and must have been thinking: “What do I have to do to convince these people I’m not going in there? Bang my head against the wall?” I stop, she heads for the front door once more, I give chase. I reach her, and catch my sole of my shoe on a rug, and as I do I instantly know I am going down.

Crashing against the door, then a wall I land on my butt, and people come running, nurses, doctors and patients to see if I’m dead yet. I gather my dignity, lift my ass off the ground and try to get her to cooperate. This kind of thing often happens to me when I come to these parties she throws.

We decide with the doctor that it be best to just give up. As I escort Miss Ellie out, she is very happy once again, heading for the van, giggling out loud and clapping her hands. As for me, I will await the pain that is starting to form in my right leg.