First, I should explain that I have not spent a night in the hospital since I was an infant. I have been extraordinarily fortunate. Other than a few hours in the emergency room or outpatient testing, the only reason I’ve ever been in hospitals has been to visit friends and relatives, or do the occasional mitzvah. I have never—until this week—spent a night in a hospital due to illness.
That being said, here are the things I learned while stuck in the hospital.
- Hospitals are full of sick people.
- “This is going to pinch a bit” means “This is going to make a grown woman say ‘OW! What the hell are you doing to me?'”
- Nurses are amazingly sweet and unbelievably overworked
- “Did you have a good night’s sleep?” is a sentence that is never, ever uttered to a patient in a hospital.
- Hospitals are full of sick people.
- It’s true. They really do wake you up in the middle of the night to see how you’re doing. And take your vitals. Or in my case, blood.
- If you have to be in a hospital overnight, remember to pack earplugs. And a sleep mask.
- Someone should open up a restaurant chain called “Hospital Food” just so we can all laugh when it fails.
- Did I remember to mention that hospitals are full of sick people?
- There are far too many machines that beep. I think half of them simply beep for the sake of beeping, and aren’t really in use.
- If you want to annoy your nurses, keep dropping your TV remote, especially since it always seems to land on the “Call Nurse” button.
- My family does not read my weblog. This is undeniable. I did not get a single call from a family member as a result of Lair’s post until after I was already home, except for the brother that I had Sarah call.
- If you are on a floor where most people are not supposed to be walking around, you really freak out the nurses when you walk up to the nurses’ station and ask them questions.
- If you are on a floor where most people are not supposed to be walking around, you don’t want to see them lying in their beds. Trust me on this one.
- An MRI machine is really a lot more comfortable than it looks.
- Oh, yeah—hospitals are full of sick people.
And now that I have first-hand knowledge of the hospital scene, may I say: I hope I never have to do that again.
I’d rethink that last one.
If given a choice, I’d rather stagger into a hospital than be wheeled straight to the morgue.
Heck, I’d rather stagger into a hospital than go to Disneyland. (Unless I had a flamethrower.)
Um. The meaning of the last line is that I hope I stay healthy enough to never go back to a hospital, Lair.
I’m not that dumb.
We much prefer to see our patients at the mall than in the hospital. EE Smith once wrote that hospital food and service is so bad in order to encourage people to get better and get the heck out of there, and perhaps there’s some truth to that [especially having had some patients who liked being there just a little too much…]
Glad you’re feeling better.
Meryl, everyone knows that you are not that dumb. However, I confess that I was tempted to comment on the relative space required when you remarked on preferring cats to catheters.
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I didn’t say that. One of my readers did.
Welcome back, Meryl.
My apologies. You are correct. Solomonia said it.
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