Today, July 17, it is all about going home.
We, the last 4 patients of the last room on the 7th floor, at the end of the hallway, had a rough day yesterday.
After 2 patients left and we had our breakfast, 2 of us were ordered to pack our stuff asap. We did and the only answer we got was disinfection of the room is needed.
My neighbor could not pack her things.
The nurses threw it all into a garnish bag. Glasses, a drawing of the grandchild, towels, food, and drinks.
One patient left to meet her son so we grabbed her stuff as quickly as we could.
My neighbor was lifted out of her bed into n other and shoved into the hallway. I and the other patient were sitting in the mess.
Fact is they forgot about us. We were sitting there for hours, no one informed us. This night the doctor did not show up.
I decided to go home.
Next day, July 17 I would have the last day with tests but even if it would stop around midnight I would leave.
At 10 pm we were back in our room.
Most were broke I suffered whole night from allergies. The bedsheets, clean, are the reason. I sneezed for hours and kept others awake as well.
As the doctor arrived around 9 am I told him I leave today.
The days before we already discussed I have a huge lack of sleep in the hospital. Usually, only 2 hours a night plus I have more allergies as I can handle.
He felt surprised I slept so less, could not imagine people can not sleep in a hospital room with 5 sick, coughing, snoring, crying for pain and farthing people.
He also felt hurt (insulted) as I mentioned the fact we sick people, not allowed to leave, had been dumped in the hallway for at least 5 hours.
I tried to explain it was not about the fact the room needed to be disinfected but we were not informed. There was not even one bed available we three could share in turn.
My neighbor parked in the hallway panicked.
For hours I sat on her bed. Holding her, trying to explain what was going on. Not once a nurse came to comfort her or offer her something to drink.
I think the doctor understood or at least he came with the papers at about 3 pm.
He looked a bit angry/hurt but it is as it is.
The hospital gives me stress. Before he left I thanked him for his concern and said I really like him. He did not know how to respond in that.
I doubt the blood test is done well (they took my blood right after we dragged our stuff out of the room in between the mess and after a night of sneezing not able to sleep). My kid home alone gives me stress too. I tried to contact all of them daily by WhatsApp to inform them and ask how they are doing.
After I packed my stuff I decided to visit my neighbor first.
After breakfast, they removed her to the 6th floor. There is also a part for chronically sick people. I was not sure if they took her over there so I asked.
The nurse was very friendly and I could go over and hug her, life came back into her.
She cried as she saw me.
There she was my sweet neighbor.
She really has a great sense of humor and is in hospital for at least one month. Bruises all over her body. It is healing and the terrible pain she had is gone for the biggest part.
The past 4 days she did eat by herself as they helped her sit in the bed.
She was able to talk again and watched tv with us. There were really two great nurses making jokes with her and hugging her... her new roommates are living skeletons.
I am so shocked, could feel what she is thinking.
"This is the endstation, they gave up on me!"
She cried and could not stop.
I told her I would come back to visit her and bring her some chocolate and she smiled.
This lady is not senile, her mind is alright although she seems to be afraid of a guy that visits her. He is just standing at her bed and she does not want him to be there.
The whole way back home I thought about the living skeletons.
Even the many dead ones I saw never looked that horrible. Just bones and skin, the eyes dark holes. No other sound as a breath once in a while, ageless.
Is this what we call humanity? None of us would let an animal suffer that way!
I did some shopping and my kid was waiting for me.
I guess been standing there since the moment I told him I would go home.
He managed but was overjoyed and kept talking about his games. The wolves felt nervous and confused and happy too.
I did my laundry, washed myself (clean hair, hurray!) we had a little bite and made a list of things to do before I have to leave again... buying the chocolate, making the last present for December 5th plus a poem, the garden, repairing the bikes, more veggies and fruit, writing to the dentist, trying out my activist bracelet, etc, etc.
Time goes fast, especially if there is less left. Take care of yourself.
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