Escape From The Hospital

Free at last. We are finally, free at last.

It wasn't easy though. We had a beeyotch of a nurse this morning who seemed content to ignore us into staying another day at the hospital if it was up to her. By nine in the morning we had gotten the OK both from Rosey's doctor and from Sara's pediatrician to head on home. So, I started packing all of our bags into the car. The only thing that we were waiting for was for the nurse to come remove Rosey's staples and then turn off Sara's security device.

After waiting an hour, I very politely nudged the nurse and asked what was left to do before we go. She looked at a bunch of papers, and said that there were just a couple of formalities to take care of and then we were free to leave. She then disappeared. I presumed that she disappeared to wrap up those formalities, but began to doubt when we hadn't heard anything from her in another hour. So, once again, politely asked her what else needed to be done for us to check out. A second time I got an identical response... few things to wrap up and then disappear.

After waiting three hours, I was starting to get a little upset. I called her up one last time and asked a little less politely for her to help us leave the hospital. She finally comes storming into our room all pissed off and then blows up at us because Rosey is still in her hospital gown. She gives us a dirty look and says, "Your wife isn't even dressed and you still have all these bags to take out to the car. You're not even ready to leave yet."

She seemed unphased and unapologetic when we reminded her that the reason that Rosey was still in her gown was because no one had yet removed the staples from her incision. And, by the way, the only bags remaining in the room were the ones containing Rosey clothes and the baby's things. I had removed all of the others hours ago.

With an ugly scowl on her face she removed Rosey's staples without saying a word to us and then disappeared. Another nurse, a much nicer nurse, then offerred to do the final release and walk us out to our car.

It was funny to compare all of the different nurses that we got while staying at the hospital for several days. Every one of them had their own little quirks, but for the most part they were all really good at what they did and really pleasant to work with. It's funny that the worst nursing experience we had was with the very last nurse that we had assigned to us.