Recently in for suspected appendicitis. In lots of pain.
Lady in bed opposite me talked to anyone who would listen. All. Fucking. Day. People were ill but humoured her. When her family came in pulled the curtains and said everyone was snobs who blanked her. Another who doesn't understand curtains aren't sound proof.
Bed diagonal was on the phone constantly and had Young men visiting a lot, I presumed family members, who took money off her each time they came. She was talking up a storm with them for hours too. Giggling and generally having a great time. When doctor came her pain was 10/10. 🙄
Bed next to me was a lady who was clearly early stages of organic illness and confused a lot of the times. Attempting to buy £200 of raffle tickets etc. She made me a bit sad as she was just there awaiting care package. She sundowned a lot so would wander about at night. She was sweet though. Her daughter visited as much as she could. She got very upset at another woman on the ward in later stages of organic illness who was screaming and crying 😢
After my son was born I had sepsis, crash section, and 14 days in hospital. It was hell. Tropical ward. I was 24 but looked 16 and people patronised or openly sneered at me constantly. I was so seriously ill I had an external pace maker. Women in bed next to me who has had an urgent section said "look, we had a similar time, I'm up and walking, no drips or drama, get on with it". I tried to walk after that and vomited green slime all over the ward. She didn't like that either.
Woman in the bed next to me and her baby were withdrawing from heroin and she looked like she had been severely battered. She left one day "for a fag" and didn't come back and the baby was quietly removed from the ward.
There is a lot of sadness in hospitals, I'm a nurse so have some insight into lives lived and all that. I don't work on wards anymore for that very reason. Not the service users but their families.