We have been in the hospital going on two weeks, due to my husband's aforementioned brown recluse spider bite. In the last 48 hours, we have been moved rooms twice- meaning, of course, that everything else gets messed up- his meds, his meals, his wound care, everything.
They are supposed to do a fairly extensive wound care process 2x daily, every day. It was suppose to have begun last Friday, March 27th. It JUST began on Tuesday, March 31st. So... 5 days in which he was supposed to receive wound care, he did not, due to poor communication skills and an overall lackluster work ethic amongst the nurses.
In fact, yesterday they never proceeded to do his wound care at all! A few times they peeked in and said "okay, I'll be right back and we'll get this started", never to reappear. So finally at 9:00pm, since the supplies were already in the room, I did it. The physician never bothered doing his rounds yesterday, either. Yet, I'm quite certain that we will be billed for yesterday's care (or rather, lack of) on an equal basis as we have been billed for each other day.
My husband, if at all possible health wise, is ready to get out of here ASAP. I agree with him.
~~HAPPY FULL MOON~~
No comments:
Post a Comment