So guess what, I was skipped on rounds this morning. I sat in this room for 3 hours waiting for rounds to find out that rounds were done and I had been skipped, so ticked. I've got things I need to know, there's the GJ tube that needs to be scheduled for next week, his counts are going up and I wanna get out of here. I found out that there was some sort of situation that families could not be out in the hall for rounds, bull, no one could come and tell me? RRRRRR!
So finally I talk to someone, tell them what I need, off they go, time for lunch.
In front of the elevators.
I see a mother our ward and she has everything packed up to go home.
"How long do you get to go home for?", I say.
"Forever", she says.
"OMG, that's great, congratulations!"
"She died this morning"
Jesus Christ, like I don't even know where I am, her child died today, someone else's child could die tomorrow. I am in a hospital that treats really, really sick kids. My child is really, really sick. Jesus Christ.
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