Can't remember if I told you folks this story or not....

Well - I guess I should tell everyone what happened at the hospital. I had
my surgery on January 4th. Then the nice people took me up to the third
floor. There the new nurses transferred me to a bed. It hurt, but I expected
it. Then they found out the bed didn't work. So they brought up another bed,
rolled the one I was now on out into the hallway so they could transfer me
again. Then they got ugly. First they transferred me (that's where they grab
hold of the sheet and slide you quickly from one surface to the other). That
hurt again and if it had ended there, all would be well. But no, they had
used all the linens that were on the hospital bed to transfer me and now I
had two sets of linens under me and they wanted one gone. They brutally
rolled me (remember I was about an hour out of surgery) onto my side, pushed
all the top linens under me and then PULLED me back over the linens onto my
other side, removed the excess linens and dumped me back on my back. I'm
screaming, Bob's steaming, and the other people visiting patients are
horrified. The nurses then calmly put me back in the room and go away. Today
(Friday) I called the hospital to lodge an official complaint (I was in no
shape to do so until now). The complaint person took all the information,
said she'd forward it to the appropriate people and that they would then
have 3 business days to contact me and address the complaint.

I'm not sure what they can do about it now, but I wanted it in writing (in
case they tore something that doesn't heal properly), and I wanted the
individuals concerned chastised. I mean for crying out loud!! Anyway, that's
what happened to me and one of the reasons I am in so much pain. The lady
who took my call said if I at anytime felt I was having unusual pain I was
to contact my doctor immediately.  However, I've never had hernia surgery
before so how would I know if it's unusual? The surgeon warned me before
hand that hernia repair was a very painful recovery.

As of today (Monday about 3:15 AM), I still hurt but no where near what it
was last week. I do, however, think I have a UTI and plan to call my PCP
when her office opens. I took one of those over-the-counter UTI tests and it
turned positive. Maybe some antibiotics would make me all better. It can't
hurt, that's for sure. This has been a rough couple of years for me. As my
daughter says, "Le Sigh."

DeeTee