I’ve just come here for a rant. I’ve been admitted to hospital with same “can’t walk for the pain of it, and I’m losing my mind too and hearing and seeing things and not finding my words” that I had last time.
I somehow managed to pull a jug of water all over myself and the bed, and it was just the last straw, you know? I dissolved into really snotty sobs that you can’t easily stop,
I’m assuming it was a trained response to jolly me along, but.,,,
Nurse #1 “what are you crying for now?”
Nurse #2 came to the toilet with me, and I told her a bit about the cancer and feeling helpless at bloody everything, that I had kids and a husband and I was seeing the complete loss of dignity and pain that I’m due over the coming months as I start the inexorable slide into death (well, alright I didn’t put it quite like that), And She said...
“That must be very disconcerting”...
WELL DONE IN REMEMBERING WHAT THEY TAUGHT YOU AT THAT SHITE TRAINING SEMINAR, BUT IT’S A BIT FUCKING INADEQUATE, DON’T YOU THINK? FOR FUCK’S FUCKING SAKE



I’m sure it’s some measure they’ve introduced to combat compassion fatigue, but that lily-livered shite just makes everything worse, you knoe?