Heartless Nurses

While she lay half-sedated, naseous and with a dry mouth in the recovery area of the hospital, 3 nurses were having the time of their life loudly raving about a delivery guy or janitor. Between the laughter and snorts, jeers, bad jokes and the top 10 on the cumbia countdown, I asked them to lower their voice (I decided to do it in a nice way 1 second before I opened my mouth, may I add). I'm not very patient with people like that. All 3 gave me a dirty look, not 1 word nor a nod. I went back to my mom's bedside.

A moment later, the chongiest of the nurses, "Sandra", asked me to leave that area. I took it as a suggestion and didn't move. Afterwards, I was forced to go back to the waiting room. I was filled with fury... but not only that, I was worried for my mom. The thought of having those nurses-from-hell take care of her was unsettling.

While I was in the waiting room, all of the injustices that may have ocurred in similar and worse cases came to mind. Many times, the person is defenseless and suffers great damage. This situation is more common than what people (who don't regularly visit hospitals) think. I, for one, had never experienced something like that.

Injustice. The reason I'm studying law.

In the case of certain professions, trust is a given. From the moment you're in their hands, you hand it over to these people (doctors, nurses, lawyers, priests...), without questioning their intentions- always granting they're good, without checking their background, without secound doubts. Most of the time, without a choice. It is natural to seek their protection. In such noble professions, a vocation of service must be present... and also a heart.

I still can't grasp the unprofessionalism of these nurses. When in control of someone's vulnerability, care for it with your heart.

Note to Self: write complaint.