Waiting around the maternity ward can be SO boring at times. At least when one is ill and on a regular ward there is pain and discomfort to take away the dead hours but its all so different waiting for a baby to arrive. The couples are healthy and clock watching is the only thing to do, even if there is television, videogames and books on offer. I know that the waiting is nothing compared to what is at the end of the wait but its still a time I wish I could speed up and fast forward.
I also have a bad habit if there are other women and visitors in the beds opposite, I cannot stop myself from glancing over at them every five minutes. Im sure some if they catch me doing so, think im making eyes at them or something but its nothing like that and neither am I being nosey. Its just an irresistable urge that I get and I simply HAVE TO look. Luckily we have mostly had the ward to ourselves so I haven't been doing it but its a strange urge when it comes.
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Showing posts with label hospital. Show all posts
Tuesday, 7 September 2010
The Beauty Of Small
She Who Must Be Obeyed has the ward to herself im pleased to report. She went into Glangwili hospital at 8:10pm last night (Monday 6th Sept) to begin being induced and although there is no word on the Her Majesty yet, we do at least have the privacy that only small hospitals are able to afford. Last night there was another expectant mother on the ward but now that she has gone into labour and moved to the labour ward, we have it to ourselves once again. (This also happened on our last visit.)
And grand it is too, we have space and the full attention from staff which is always a good thing. I would hate being stuffed into one of those large city hospitals where patients seem to be on top of one another and doctors and nurses are rushing around without even time for a friendly smile.
It all looks so cold and uncaring, the opposite of what a hospital ought to be. Staff in the bigger places seem to be doing their job purely for the sake of the job, whereas in small town hospitals they are there because they love it, and there because they actually care.
And grand it is too, we have space and the full attention from staff which is always a good thing. I would hate being stuffed into one of those large city hospitals where patients seem to be on top of one another and doctors and nurses are rushing around without even time for a friendly smile.
It all looks so cold and uncaring, the opposite of what a hospital ought to be. Staff in the bigger places seem to be doing their job purely for the sake of the job, whereas in small town hospitals they are there because they love it, and there because they actually care.
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