First of many I am sure
Since I was a little girl anytime I got sick I was told to take the medicine and get lots of rest, and as I am laying here in this damn hospital bed all I want to do is sleep. I hear my Grandmothers voice in my head telling me that I need to rest and eat some soup I can almost see her face the little line appearing in between her eyes because she is getting frustrated that I will not just take it easy (its the same look I get when I am in pain or feel gross)
I know that I did not graduate from college let alone go to medical school so I was never filled in to all that is needed to make someone feel better, to cure an illness or mend a broken bone nor do I pretend to. I have to admit though that in the two days that I have been in this hospital I will not be left the heck alone. Please do not get me wrong I am glad that the nursing staff has been so great, and the doctors are trying to better so that I can go home but why is it that it is impossible for this place to be quiet? The time of day makes no difference. The housekeeping staff feels that 3am is a perfectly fine time to take out trash, vacuum, or sweep the room floors all of which need every light in the place on. Wait you want a nurse just wait a few minuets because the hours between 3 and 6:30 AM are the best times for them to draw blood and slap on the freezing cold blood pressure cuff that never works the first time, and they have to get your temp but if you do not wake up quick up quick enough they will shove that freezing thermometer into your arm pit to the point you think it is going to puncture your skin, oh yeah and the rest of the time that you are here you will wonder if the armpit thermometer is the one sitting under your tongue. There are people that will tell you that the upside is that they have good drugs here but let me tell you that no shot is big enough to ease the ache in you butt from where they shoved the worlds largest needle into you but cheek filled with liquid fire that will cause you to feel a little cheap. To top off it all as soon as you feel horrible and look like something the dog dragged in will walk an amazingly attractive doctor or nurse that will remind you just how awful you look and you try and figure how to pull up the good pictures so he can see that THIS is not how you really look.
You want to know that is the single most annoying question on the planet "How are you feeling" All I want to do is point out that I am in the hospital and it is not a place that people go to for relaxation. So to answer everyone's question I feel gross, and sore I can not wait to go home and sleep for days.