I sat in emergency, with my sick Aunt last evening, for hours and hours along with half of Lunenburg County. There were too many emergencies so the people in the waiting rooms sat forever, one couple had been there since 1:30 that afternoon. Finally around 11:00 pm my aunt said let's go home and we picked up some Chamomile tea at the grocery store and anti nausea pills. She was in a great deal of discomfort with abdominal pain and vomiting. Just having a recent surgery it was worrisome. She was sick again this morning so hopefully she has better luck with help. Last night was an eye opener for me. I've heard all kinds of horror stories on the news about long waits and the lack of doctors but now I've experienced it first hand. I hope I never get sick! In all the time we waited not one person was called to go behind those sliding doors...not one! Why they just don't tell you to go home...not give you false hope with a two hours wait. Two hours is a cake walk, ten is painful.
I felt so sorry for all those people trying to sleep on uncomfortable chairs and babies crying. A girl in a makeshift sling with a broken collarbone, how painful is that! I've never seen so many greyish complexions! And on top of all that, the only TV played show after show of "Say Yes to the Dress", hours of it, back to back, gag me with a spoon crap about overpriced wedding dresses. I tried not to look and sat with my back to it but boredom made me turn my head occasionally. I want to pluck out my eyes! It was like watching a train wreck! I wouldn't watch that kind of drivel if you paid me, and I consider that kind of television absolute torture. If I am ever held captive and forced to watch that show, a confession will shoot out of my mouth like a well greased torpedo. It was painful, right up there with bamboo shoots under the fingernails, and all manner of tried and true tactics. I went there perfectly healthy and after three hours of lace and wedding attire drama, I felt nauseous too!
An update: This afternoon my aunt was admitted to hospital for observation for the next 48 - 72 hours due to a potential bowel obstruction.
I felt so sorry for all those people trying to sleep on uncomfortable chairs and babies crying. A girl in a makeshift sling with a broken collarbone, how painful is that! I've never seen so many greyish complexions! And on top of all that, the only TV played show after show of "Say Yes to the Dress", hours of it, back to back, gag me with a spoon crap about overpriced wedding dresses. I tried not to look and sat with my back to it but boredom made me turn my head occasionally. I want to pluck out my eyes! It was like watching a train wreck! I wouldn't watch that kind of drivel if you paid me, and I consider that kind of television absolute torture. If I am ever held captive and forced to watch that show, a confession will shoot out of my mouth like a well greased torpedo. It was painful, right up there with bamboo shoots under the fingernails, and all manner of tried and true tactics. I went there perfectly healthy and after three hours of lace and wedding attire drama, I felt nauseous too!
An update: This afternoon my aunt was admitted to hospital for observation for the next 48 - 72 hours due to a potential bowel obstruction.
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