So, here it is 11:35 pm. It's been a long, emotional day at the hospital. They admitted my sweet mother-in-law at about 10 a.m., and now I am finally unwinding...
So, let me share a lighter moment that made me laugh today.
I had been waiting, waiting, waiting to talk to the doctor. It was about 5 pm. I was really sleepy. Mom had been dozing on and off. The tv was on the relaxing nature scenes with lullaby music station (not it's actual name). I was tired but couldn't fall asleep. The chair I was sitting in was slick, and my pants material was lightweight. How can I say this discreetly? Oh heck, I can't! The truth is that just when I would get really relaxed, my butt would start sliding off the chair.
So I gave up and did what any tired and somewhat stressed female would do, I went to the cafeteria and got coffee and a chocolate brownie!
Just as I was finishing my healthy snack, my son Ben called to check on his Grandma, and on me too. I stepped out into the hallway to talk to him.
I was blabbing away, and saw a man in the room across the hall peek out. He had cracked the door open just a bit. When I saw him, he shut the door really quick! A couple of minutes later, he did it again. The third time, he opened the door all the way. He was standing there in a hospital gown, holding it together in the back with one hand. He looked straight at me, then he looked up and down the hall, and shut the door again.
I suddenly realized that he wanted to come out of his room, but was waiting until "the coast was clear." So, I quickly went back into Mom's room, leaving her door open just a couple of inches.
Sure enough, I saw our neighbor patient walk out of his room at a brisk pace, holding his gown together in back with both hands that time.
I was giving Ben the play-by-play of all this as it was happening, and laughing! I couldn't help it!
I don't blame the poor guy! I've had to wear those stupid open air gowns before too, and I think we can find a way to sue it's inventor for emotional pain and suffering. Really! A patient has to leave their room sometimes, and there are...you know... strangers running around the hospital!
Wouldn't that be considered indecent exposure in any other place??
Oh well, the situation provided comic relief for my rough day. Laughter is the best medicine, especially in a hospital!
Maybe those risque' gowns serve a good purpose after all.