Kathy's All-Purpose Blog

I guess some people have different blogs for different subjects, but this is it for me, baby. One blog to bring them all, or something.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

On Hospitals

I haven't blogged in a while. Part of that was due to laziness and lack of topic, but part of it was because I spent a good bit of July in the hospital. I was hospitalized with pancreatitis from July 3 through 7. I returned to the emergency room on July 28 with recurring pain, and was treated and released. The following day, July 29, I went in for my (already-scheduled) appointment with the surgeons, who decided that my gall bladder needed to come out right then. Surprise! So I had surgery and spent another two nights in the hospital, coming home on July 31.

Some people don't like hospitals. They see them as places of illness, or places where people come to die. I sympathize, but don't share this viewpoint. I wouldn't go so far as to say I like hospitals, but they serve a purpose. I've always thought of hospitals as places where people come to get better (even though my mom died in one), and recent events aren't likely to change my mind. I've discovered that, when you're sick enough to need them, hospitals are darned useful.

Here are some nice things about hospitals. First, they have the good drugs. Pancratitis is a painful condition, and it was very nice to get the more powerful pain meds. The pain didn't go away--not entirely--but I was all floaty and pretty much didn't care. The second nice thing about hospitals is the whole philosophy of being there. After weeks of trying to put up with this "stomachache" and still do all the things I needed to do, it was a tremendous relief to lie in a hospital bed and know that my only job was to rest and feel better. Other people were going to worry about the rest of it, and I needed that. Another nice thing about hospitals is that food just shows up three times a day. Okay, so most of the time I was there I wasn't actually eating (or drinking) anything, but when I was, it was nice that food just showed up. When you're not feeling too hot, it's easy to forget to eat, or say "I'll eat later," and then don't. And finally, let's not forget those cool beds that adjust at the push of a button. Very nice when you hurt and are trying to find a good position.

There are things about hospitals that are less nice, of course. Your butt hangs out of those stupid gowns, and they wake you up in the middle of the night to take your vital signs. Hospitals do smell funny, the food isn't that great, and the beds are pretty hard (even though they do that cool adjust-y thing). And, when you get to feeling better, there's nothing much to do. And they don't allow cats. I missed my kitty.

Still, you won't catch me bad-mouthing hospitals. When you need one, they're terrific. And I sill think of them as places where people go to get better. I know I did.