While watching news clip of news, I was reminded of my first frame of reference post, where I blogged about my battle with insomnia.
The news clip I watched talked about the increase of use by hospital staff of "code white" within the last three years.
Having spent a week here and there in the hospital as a patient, I think I can be a contributing part of the ongoing conversation. I honestly don't know what all the codes are, I was a patient who needed some attention for a week or two because I could not sleep. I wanted to leave as soon as possible because the hospital was a very unfamiliar environment to me. I did not get staff trainings on all the potential sounds I could hear, including "code colour" sound. Needless to say whenever I hear a "code whatever" on the PA system, I wonder wtf is going on, yet, there is not a single person who can answer my question.
A potential problem that may be missed by the news media is that there is probably and most likely a lack of communication between and among patient, staff, nurses, supervising nurses, doctor and the responsible doctor. After finally being able to sleep, I was unable to find a staff to speak with. Thinking back, I felt a little like Rick Grimes waking up from a coma. I am often left at the mercy of unverify information provided by other patients. Yes, I knew the name of my assigned nurse because it is posted but I did not know how the assigned nurse look like and the assigned nurse changes with each shift changes. Perhaps, that is a problem of short staff. I end up never speaking with the assigned nurse as a result. I see my assigned nurse doing rounds during the evening though, the assigned nurse will creepily open the door while I pretend to be sleeping. I am a light sleeper. Mind you, I was the person who went to the hospital for help in the first place. Sometimes, I also hear the dingling sounds of keys in the evening, it echos in the hallway, I assumed it was the caretaker but I did not get out of bed to verify. Once you get in, it's very confusing.
From my few short stays, I see that my sleep improves and then de-proves. I hope I have illustrated why the improvement goes from plateau to downwards. That's why I no longer want to go to the hospital if I am ever unable to goto sleep again. I'll just wait it out for my family doctor's office to open. I will let my nonexistent readers know how this method work out if I am ever unlucky enough to have to resort to it.
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