Well, here we are at the end of another quick week. For me this has been an exceptionally busy one. My husband, Bill, had his gall bladder removed last Friday, September 26, which also happens to be my birthday. It was the first time I've spent my birthday in the waiting room of a hospital... Not that I'm complaining. I was glad to be there and see him come through with flying colors. Bill is home recuperating slowly, and thankfully, nicely.
Any of you who have experienced the politics and systems of hospitals will identify with the truth of this statement, "you don't go into the hospital to rest and recuperate." From our experiences, you go into the hospital to get done what you have to get done and get out as soon as possible. With the noise and interruptions all night long, restful sleep is not to be found. Not only is it cost prohibitive to stay in the hospital, it is also downright exhausting!
Even though Bill had a rather large incision, he insisted on coming home after three days. He couldn't take the lack of sleep any longer! Even having the ability to administer his own drugs every 20 minutes didn't help much.
I don't know about you, but I would think at the price of a hospital stay, they could be a little more "hospitable" and at least ensure you get to sleep through the night, unless there are extinuating circumstances... I would certainly choose a hospital that I knew realized the value of deep sleep, which helps your body heal itself more quickly, and helps your total outlook on life.
What do you think?
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