Back in again. I was ordered to go at wound care because there is a small hole in my heel that leads to a larger cavity within. The pain up my whole leg had an effect on my decision.
The item I really wish to discuss here is admissions and intake. The patient goes to the hospital seeking help and relief. There is no effort made to reassure the patient in any way. No pain drugs, no explanation of what will happen, not even any flaunting of titles and tenure. The only reassurance I've gotten here is seeing a woman who put a red dangling toy on the handle section of her red electric wheelchair. I told her how well it "pulls the whole deal together", makes it more cohesive. Hospital staff want to tear off the bandages, substitute a hospital robe for 2 shirts and put me in off-putting postures, locations and positions. They want to expose and provoke any existing problems. The long wait time does play into this equation. I left around 3:30 and got to a hallway bed around 10:30.
These are part of a series I'm collecting/creating. Curved hospital mirrors. I really like how they distort the reflection. Anything different really draws my attention, but repetition does a similar thing. The recent repetition which has caused problems is digestive issues and the bathroom. I would need to go, get down there and very little would come out, but immense pressure would still be building. I would be there so long that I would give up and go upstairs, only to turn around in minutes.
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