This has often caused me to wonder why all hospitals aren't designed with a little more cosmetic appeal. Yes it may cost a little more to build them this way, but shouldn't the comfort of the patients be one of the first goal of a hospital? Especially those who have to reside there longterm.
When I first started my treatment I was stuck in that room for a month, unable to even go down the hall for a walk. I'm still not sure how I never came unraveled at times (maybe that's why they give you Ativan). I don't even want to think about what it would've been like to spend the same amount of time in my old room at the Health Science; there are people who do have to spend that amount of time there, and for much, much longer.
People were often surprised at how little I complained about being ill. It partially had to do with a distaste that I've always possessed of pushing my own troubles on others. However I also kept myself in the frame of mind that there would always be someone worse off than me, and therefore I had little right to complain. Besides complaining doesn't ever make anything better; it just makes you more aware of the complaint. I'm not saying you should forgo seeking help for pain at risk of sounding like a complainer (that's just being foolish), or even that you should never complain. All I'm getting at is that I bet if you try complaining a little less your day will turn out a little better.
That's my thoughts for the day! Thanks for reading!
Jordan.
