I get back to the normal world today. No more IV, no more pissing in a little plastic basket, no more wretched hospital food. REAL coffee!
My experience with the medical system has been mixed. I hate how you have to use emergency rooms to get any basic care in this country and the staffs rarely seem to know what they're doing besides being able to insert an IV and pump drugs into you. Even that they were'nt particularly good at. The process when I was admitted here was atrocious, leaving me in horrible pain for over an hour while the bureaucracy got me into the system before I could be treated. Mental note: always ask to be admitted directly from the E.R.
The nurses were awesome- surprisingly about half of them male. One in particular was amazing, a russian guy named Sergei from the same town as my wife. Very friendly and competent and gave me the impression he really cared about making me feel better. Almost a spiritual element to his care. Only one or two nurses seemed really indifferent. I have a lot more respect now for people who choose this vocation and give it their best.
My doctor was a wiseass but he did his job well. Jury's still out on him. I need him to follow through hard on finding out why this is happening and I'll hold his feet to the fire.
Lastly, thanks to all the sympathy fish I caught through this blog in my hour of need. Meant a lot to me to hear from you all. I can forgive the fish I missed cause some people, incredibly, don't appear to read New Worlds every day.
One last point, a special note to raison. Next time you find yourself in an awful, pain-wracked hospital room with or without a gorilla, please use this blog as a whining ground. It's great therapy.