The bed is too small.
The bed wasn’t locked and I almost fell.
I wont get my medications until tomorrow they say the pharmacy has to order them.
I don’t like the view I want another floor.
Then when I threaten to call the nurse’s station to “Find out what the hell happened,” she gets angry and tells me not to make trouble.
”Then mom you need to call me when it’s a true emergency. Otherwise I’ll be down somebody’s throat.”
Ten minutes later she calls and says they came in to check on her, it’s all fine, and the “almost fall” was just a little accident. I told her that she has to get through the bumps and bruises of the first day my God it was so chaotic with the paperwork and the bed and the nurses asking about diet and the vital signs and... They were all so very very friendly and made her feel so welcome, and not but 4 hours later she s—ts all over it? I’m gonna have a heart attack..