The Luxury of Being Sick
Submitted by Alisara Chirapongse on July 15, 2008 - 3:30pm.
Or lack thereof.
You'd think being sick could give you a little break from all the hectic things in your life. Not even close.
You would think you would get to rest, let your body heal the wounds, while slurping away on the red jello pudding while lounging confily in the hospital bed.
Take this for example. What could be more sickening than force-feeding a person who's puking her guts out bowls of tasteless porridge! All I asked for was a simple soft fluffy pancake, or perhaps a toast. Oh no, I was getting rice porridge with NO salt/pepper/sauce/meat AND white scrabbled egg. WHITE!
And about letting the patient sleep and not allowing visitors after 10pm because, you know, it will disturn the patient? How about three nurses yacking on your arms every hour from MIDNIGHT TO 5 IN THE DAMN MORNING, just to you know, check your damn pulse and see if you're still alive?
I felt guilty for missing work while I have a cover story up my ass, so I asked my mom to bring me my laptop and then what happened? First there was no extension cord, and then the wifi, which I happened to pay B450 for, died after 5 minutes of service. And this is the hospital that claims to have the best in-room service (*hint* it was in marketplace *hint*). Where was my wifi? Where was my movie on demand? All I got was a lousy Thai cable showing nothing but Sonthi and lookthoong videos.
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