Wow...it's been soooooooooooo long!

January, 2010...last time I had time to post something here. My life went completely coocoo...(or is it kookoo?)
Since last October Chris and I have been through some very difficult times. He was in and out of hospital so many times...3 infections, pneumonia, 3 surgeries...not mentioning the horrible hospital he had to go to for the first 2 surgeries.
Humber Regional Hospital at Finch...if you fear for your life...stay away from that place. Not only it's filthy but the staff is absolutely rude and incompetent. The room...OMG..was like a horror movie scenario, better...Stephen King couldn't have created such a horror story and so freaking scary nurse characters. Unfortunately it wasn't a movie and we did not make any money out of it. Wish!

I'll post some pictures of all our hospital moments...hope you don't get upset with me...they are somewhat disturbing..specially because we believe in going to a hospital to get healthier, but this one...oh, no...quite contrary. The things I saw there were unbelievable. I saw people in the hallways begging to be fed (no, they were not on prescribed "no feeding diet", they forgot to feed this very old man. He was crying for food!!!
The family lounge is used to put patients on stretchers. There were broken stretchers, equipments, chairs in he small hallway right in front of the fire exit doors. But the worst of all..very rude nurses...really rude and lazy and not mentioning almost giving Chris the wrong medication, not once, because they can't understand the doctors handwriting. One of them let Chris spent hours on his bed covered in puss. There was a leak  in his bag and she didn't want to change it..so she told him to way for the next round nurse to do that, can you believe it? You have no idea of the smell...that was so inhuman...she' should have been fired, but in that hospital this is normal.
Cleaning is something that they really don't know what it is...my husband had to go to the hellhole for an emergency surgery, because of a massive infection 4 days after we went home. So, getting there, by ambulance, still we had to way for hours to go into the ER (they knew - Surgeon included - that Chris was going back in critical conditions. After waiting for almost 2 hours, because they said they were getting the room prepared for him...we went upstairs...40 minutes waiting again!!! Even the EMS boys (very cute, by the way) were amazed by that horrible place!!!
Here are the pictures of the "prepared" room to have a patient with a massive infection:
Sorry for the really bad pictures.

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What you see here is not rust...it's faeces...and not Chris'!!!!!


Alright, we called the nurse, the cleaning lady, the nurse supervisor, the floor supervisor, the maintenance supervisor and, of course, nothing happened. So I decided to clean myself, not only the Chris' room and bathroom but the patient's family small kitchen. And that's what I found when I first went there:

This is the food cart!!!! This one was never...ever cleaned!!!!

Of course I HAD to clean those too...I wasn't raised in a pig farm and because I was spending the whole day there I was going to use it. And I cleaned them all...microwave, the sinks, the counter, the food cart...and I left a note for the family members, asking them to keep that place clean because...for God's sake..it's a hospital and you have your beloved ones there, right? Here's the note:

And because of this note I was threatened to be banned from the hospital. They even called the Security, believe it or not! But if you think that all this filth was made by visitors you are  a 100% wrong...I only saw the hospital staff using it!!!! 

Now, after almost 10 months, my husband is back in shape...and becoming each and every day more handsome and most important of all...healthy.

Those days of worries, not knowing if he was going to make it after infection after infection, rude people, spending 12 hours in a very uncomfortable chair, praying , crying, feeling lonely, scared...those days are gone forever!

I have to thank a lot of people...my friends who were with me, helping in so many different ways, giving me rides back and forth, giving me strength to keep on having hope, leaving me sweet messages, bringing flowers. My friends and family...I owe you so much, without you all I couldn't have done it for so long!!!! 

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!

Tom, you were with us in our worst moments, at our side, being my strong arm...and I know God will always remember that...oh yes..He will!!!! WE love you, my cousin-brother!

Life is going back to normal...well, almost...we have the in-laws here, but this is for another post!!!!!!

This one is more like a way for me to get rid of he sad feelings, to put them all behind us and go back to being happy with this amazing man!!!!