Man, I hate the Hospital. Today I had to go to the Emergency room at the Loyola Medical Center in Maywood to get a tetnis shot. Yesterday I had a little mishap at work and put a sharp piece of metal a little ways into my hand.
I get to this college campus of a hospital and after a few minutes of driving around find where to park. Turns out, I did not really find the place where I was supposed to park and was off looking again. Finally I found the entrance to the parking lot, which was not easy. The entrance though was a little misleading because when I entered, what seemed to be where I would be parking turned out to be ALL, I mean the entire lot, for handicap spots. I then followed the cones and lines through and behind the hospital to the real parking complex, a labryinth of compact spaces 6 or 7 stories high.
Once inside the building, which may or may not have been the right place, I walked down some really blaned white hallways occasionally making a left or a right. There was, once in awhile, a sign or a map telling where to go, the problem though was I did not know what I was supposed to be looking for. It was like getting those automated machines on the phone that don't ever give you the option you were looking for. I needed a person to talk to.
Finally a help desk, "Excuse me, I need to get a tetnis shot..."
"sign in and sit down,"
"...but I dont even know if I am in the right place,"
"sign in and sit down."
After a little arguing and some persuading I was able to convince the bitter lady at the help desk to send me in the right direction.
"Go through those doors take a left and walk all the way down the hall, go through the double doors and then follow the red dotted line."
Was this lady now leading me a stray for not signing in and sitting. I was willing to take the chance.
Why do hospitals all smell like death?
I was walking for what seemed like forever and then finally ended up in the emergency room.
"sign in and sit down, we'll call you when we're ready." An hour later "Rus O" I jump up with anticipation could this be it my turn... no. Fill out some forms and then take a seat. Again my name was called, this was surly it... no. Nurse asks a few questions, then like all the others, "sit down we'll call you when we are ready.
What I couldn't believe is that this is the emergency room I wonder how long I would have waited in the room at the other end of the red dotted line.
When you are in the Emergency room though no one can complain because you have no idea what all the other people in the room are there for. All you can think is that they are definetley worse off then you.
One guy came in and with out saying a word signed in and sat down. For an hour he sat there with blood running down his arm and a giant fish hook through his hand, but who knows the guy next to him could have been internally bleeding.
Finally my turn, I thought that actually meant something. I was then moved from the waiting room to my own personal waiting room with a curtain. A half hour later the doctor comes in, "does this hurt, does that hurt..." "...we are going to need an X ray." I thought I was just getting a shot.
So off to the X ray room. I had not really noticed before, but when they give you an X ray they dont give you any protection yet they hide behind a lead wall when they take the picture. Hope I will be able to have children.
Once again I am back in the little waiting room. All of the sudden the nurse comes in with a huge needle and right in front of my face taps it and squirts some meds up in the air, what the hell is that all about I am already pissed about getting a shot don't flaunt it in my face.
After the shot, which was not pleasent, I waited another forty minutes. and then finally was able to leave, but it did take me another twenty minutes just to find my way out of there.
I hate Hospitals.
Went to the Blackalicious concert last night at the Park West...It was everything I knew it would be.
