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Day 4, and the vacation is over

The reality of all this is finally starting to set in.

I'm in the hospital, I'm sick, and I'm about to undergo major surgery.

It pretty much hit me about 1 AM this morning. I got a roommate, and for almost an hour I had to deal with him calling for the nurse, mostly wanting something to eat, and then having to listen to him suck a can of Ensure dry with his straw, while eating grahm crackers.

I knew this would likely happen, I just wasn't prepared for it to happen at 1 AM, nor for it to be so disrupting.

Then, no sooner do I get back to sleep, I'm awakened at 20 minutes to 3 to draw blood. She told me I was first on her list. Gimme a break! They couldn't wait till mid morning to start drawing blood?

And as if all that wasn't enough, at 5:30 AM, someone comes in, and starts asking questions of my roommate.

Is this the way it is in every hospital, or just the VA?

Anyways, here it is, 6:30 AM, I'm wide awake, waiting for my breakfast, and just wishing this whole ordeal was over with already.

Comments

Alan Posner said…
It's been that way in every hospital I've had contact with. At least they didn't wake you up to give you a sleeping pill (that really happens).
Gerry said…
Alan is right, In my many hospital stays it always happens and the food also sucks! See you in a couple of hours.
Marc said…
That's good to know. I was worried I might be getting special treatment. :)
Becky said…
Yes, it is the same. I have had nurses wake me up to ask about my PAIN LEVEL! (Obviously, not that bad if I'm sleeping!) But they have have boxes to check!

Wait til they misread your doctors handwriting on your chart. My mom had achalasia and the nurse came to talk to her about alcholism. She was slightly nicer to her than she was to the chaplain that was making his rounds who she accused of making brownie points with G-d because he was formerly a lawyer.

Trust me, you'll be laughing about this in no time.

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