Hospitals are the ultimate overload

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I was visiting someone in hospital last week.

If anything... it was boring. No annoying stimuli, nothing. Calm, quiet.

I always hated hospitals for the smell - and it was a pleasant surprise that this one didn't smell at all.

I would want the personal to be informed of autism though. Nothing worse if the nurses start to assume you're off your rocker when you move weird or are caught doing something unusual.

I suppose that the idea of becoming a doctor in a hospital myself changed my perspective of hospitals greatly.

It's true about getting sick in the hospital! A few years ago, I checked myself in for severe depression. There was another women in the ward, who had a sister that visited her everyday. She had some sort of severe bronchial infection. You could hear her awful coughing for quite a distance. To my surprise, these two weren't isolated from the rest of us. In no time at all, the illness had spread. And then, while sitting in group therapy, the counselor, upon hearing me cough, told me to use a Kleenex and not touch any surfaces!

Well, visitors who are ill are asked not to come (there are signs up), but it's not like hospital staff can actually keep them out.

But what's really dumb, is that some patients actually are in isolation rooms because of MRSA/VRE, etc- *but* they are in isolation *only* while physically inside their room. Isolation patients are not confined to their rooms, or even required to wear a mask or gloves while they are out of them! It makes no sense.That means that if they are ambulatory, or can get around in a wheelchair, they can wander about the ward freely. I would visit a MRSA patient (this is during my speech therapy internship this semester), and I would have to wear a gown and gloves while I was in there. And then I'd be walking down the hall later, and the person would be tooling around freely in a wheelchair. So what's the point of isolation rooms?!

Unfortunately, I have noticed this to be true as well. Earlier this semester I had a two month internship in a hospital, and you should have seen the nurses'/therapists' reactions to anyone with a mental health diagnosis! They'd be like, "Oh, she's been crying all day" in an annoyed voice. Meanwhile, this would be a patient with severe, severe depression. Of course she's not a bundle of cheer! They also took this attitude with people with anxiety problems or psychosis. These nurses and therapists were people whom I otherwise respected, but I hated to hear what they said about people with mental health problems.

I agree. Except the Isolation ward. You get you own room, it is quiet and you aren't bothered too much. It was great.

Hospitals creep me out. The white walls, the beeping of machines, the sterile stench - it's just weird.

In the emergency room, I'm always scared of catching what other people have if they're sick.

When I was in the hospital in 1989, I couldn't get any sleep. They are either taking your temperature or sticking a bedpan under your butt.

The lights, the beeping, and the unknown are what bother me. Maybe in patient its not so bad. But the ER is crazy. I never know when I'm going to be alone and when my door will be bust wide open and someone coming in talking loudly. A nurse saying, "I'll be back in 10 minutes" and then doesn't show up for two hours. (yes, this was the other day)

Half my embarrassment was because I was rocking in bed and someone from the hallway ran in because they thought I falling out of bed or something and I didn't know what to say.

I was in college for 2 years. I went for a nursing degree. Making it to classes in time was a challenge as I kept getting lost on campus. Eventually I just didn't know how to keep walking into class late. I felt things slip away and I just walked away from it. A full scholarship to college and I couldn't freaking do it. Figures.

I don't like the main concourse at our local hospital because that is the busiest part, anything too busy upsets me, but once you get past that, the corridors and wards are much quieter, so I actually relax....magnolia walls and bright south-facing windows with an amazing view seems to calm me