Today, I am here and my lovely son is living his happy little life with Daddy at home enjoying the glorious sun. I know I'm being petty and should just feel thankful that I live in a country where I even have the possibility for medical care. Not only medical care, but it's free and they even provide a follow up and any needed support. But still... this waiting room is awful. I should be happy to have a beautiful healthy son and happy that the pregnancy went so well and the post pregnancy is also going well and that my husband is a constant help. But still... this place is horrible.
In no way do I blame the individual staff members or professionals at the hospital. I am aware that it's a broken system and they are just all trying to get by and do their job to the best of their ability. But still... this place is frustrating.
As I look around and see the different women at the various stages of their pregnancy, I think two things. I am super happy that part is over and also, thank goodness I brought my phone. But still... it's been about an hour wait and this place is pure nonsense.
Finally waited two and a half hours for a forty five second poke in my private and a number to the family planning clinic. No excuses, this place SUCKS!