Monday, May 07, 2012

back here on earth

I would never want to work in a hospital.  The recent eight day bout of daily hospital visits has reinforced that conviction.  Sure, I was on my way to becoming best friends with the parking lot attendant, and the nursing staff were caring and compassionate, but all that standing around in clusters at nursing stations would drive me bonkers.  I won't even get into the most obvious drawback of the occupation, the dealing with bodily fluids of others aspect.

I realize that I used to be in the hospital on a near daily basis, back in my former life in stroke research, but I was really more of a tourist, making quick trips up to the boss' office or to meetings, being careful not to touch anything with bare hands. It's different when you are carrying a file folder.

Last week, I was at the hospital often enough to be able to choose a favourite nurse,  a slight man with an uncanny resemblance to Moby, only brown.  His gentleness and quiet thoughtfulness were enough to bring me to the verge of tears at times.  I'm grateful that there are people like him in the health care system.  Almost as grateful as I am to not be dealing with it on a daily basis any more.

A world removed from the basic struggles of hospital life is my latest contribution to BC Musician Magazine.  It's the summer festival issue, and in this short piece, I have speculated on the future of music festivals.  Space Fest, anyone?   


Anonymous said...

Did I miss something? Why were you at hospital?

Allison said...

I volunteered in a hospital for years as a teenager. Perhaps that's why they don't bother me know.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

The Spousal Unit thought he'd throw a scare into everyone by landing up there, Vicomtesse. All's well now.

It takes a special sort of person to volunteer at hospitals, Al.

Lesley said...

I feel very similarly about hospitals. I have never been there regularly for myself, gratefully, but I have for others and for a place where all the hope and cheer in the world is needed, it is sure hard to muster it up around there. Healthcare workers of any level are special, special beings and have my unconditional gratitude, that's for sure.
I hope all is well now.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

All is well, thanks, Lesley. The health care workers are all rock stars!