I'm back at the hospital, where I swore I wouldn't return. This is one of the most depressing, annoying, disgusting, frustrating places I've ever been to. For about nine months, I had to come here on a regular basis. I dreaded every moment of it. It got worst when I got much larger and my belly was always in the way and my husband giving up on accompanying me. It was especially frustrating since I had to be there on time for my appointments, only to wait a minimum of an hour to be seen by my doctor and told everything was going great. It made it worst when the receptionist, nurses and doctors couldn't be bothered to hear any complaints about the long waits from anyone or even a glimpse of disdain in your face without jumping at you exclaiming it was out of their control. That waiting room was a mad house, full of pregnant woman and sometimes partners that were seriously fed up and angered.
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!
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!
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