While in the Hospital, after a serious surgery, I had some strange encounters. What I am writing about today, had an impact on me.
I was given a private room at my request. I have had other events in the past, and you do not want to disturb the other person right next to you, when you see something they do not, I have learned.
The Hospital is the largest in Western/central MA area, they have taken over or closed most smaller Hospitals in this area. While it is a bit of a trip, the value of good medicine makes it worth it. It seems to be under construction most of the time, for improvements.
My visit was a long one, but I was healing slowly. Sitting there just watching the people pass, was one form of entertainment. They usually kept my big door to the hall open. The Doctors, nurses, hospital workers and visitors walked the hallway. I began to see a woman that didn't fit in. She had a white outfit, white stockings, and had a cap tucked into her short hair, she would glance at me and smile. I know the CTN (Certified Technical Nurse) wore an outfit of maroon. The Registered Nurses wore dark blue. Doctors would pass by but they wore white coats, over normal clothes.
The floor plan was a large oval with rooms on one side and a large nursing station and supplies in the middle. All had been redone a few years ago. For exercise the nurse assigned to me, would walk me around the oval. On one of these walks we met the odd nurse head on. She and my nurse blended in a very fast blur, then separated, walking on. My nurse was speaking at that moment, and showed no indication of what had just happened, and I closed my mouth quickly. As the odd nurse was walking much faster then we were, we met her again, and smiling she stepped in front and the nurses collided again. She had a full smile on and was looking at me, as they blended (again). Like look at me, I am a little brat! She was in need of entertainment, if her curse was to walk that circle for ever.
A night or two later there was a mix of raised voices coming from the nursing station. They were arguing about supplies not where they belong or missing. There is ALWAYS one or more RNs sitting at the station. Just then the white nurse puts her head around the door of my room, and she is silently laughing uncontrollably. I realized she seldom had an audience and was making the most of it. She had a hand it the missing supplies. Perhaps if only to make me laugh.
It worked and I did laugh! Poor thing, I wonder how long she will be stuck in that walkway. What could she have done to be rewarded that kind of punishment.