When hospital care feels careless
One of the hardest parts of being in the hospital wasn’t even the reason I was there, it was how I was treated. I was already overwhelmed, and the nurse kept poking my arm, again and again, because they couldn’t find a vein.
Each poke hurt physically, but what really stayed with me was the emotional sting. I sat there trying not to cry, feeling smaller and smaller with every failed attempt. Instead of comfort or reassurance, I felt like an inconvenience—like I was just another task to get done quickly.
And as if that wasn’t enough, even a head nurse made remarks about my reasons for being there. That’s a whole story of its own for another time, but it just added to the weight of feeling judged when I needed compassion the most.
💭 Has anyone else gone through something like this? Did it make you hesitate to go back to the hospital?
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I've went through this sort of thing at least 5 times in almost 45 years. If I'm treated like an inconvenience I won't go back to the hospital again until I'm forced to because of something that might be extremely wrong with me. Otherwise, I'll wait until the issue gets to the point to where it makes me cry from the pain, but otherwise I refuse to go to a hospital until I absolutely have to. That's just being 💯 reality of how I deal with my health issues.