I’ve gotten moved. I went from County Hospital to a skilled nursing facility. The county hospital is a state-of-the-art facility with employees who seemed very dedicated and I’m going to guess well treated and respected by their employer. The facility I am at now, with the exception of the televisions, appears to have last been updated during the Carter administration. While the employees seem to be dedicated, there are some problems. The first meal I was served included hard-boiled eggs, oatmeal, milk, and a few other things. The person serving it to me decided to peel my eggs without gloves and then asked me, while she tore open sugar packets and poured them on my oatmeal, if I would like sugar on my oatmeal. No, I don’t like regular sugar on my oatmeal. I got them to replace both items but by that time I had really lost my appetite. I did, however, tell two people, as I told the person doing the intake paperwork the night before, that I am lactose intolerant.
Lunch came and, unbeknownst to me, was made with a lot of milk. Dinner arrived, including chicken enchilada. Luckily I read the ticket and understood there would be cheese in it. They brought in a replacement.
I believe most of the people here are dedicated but I’m also going to guess that, in a private for-profit healthcare setting, they are being pushed to the limits. The joys of capitalism in healthcare.
Dinner was just served. At the top of the ticket it was noted lactose intolerant. I was served cheese ravioli, vegetable, brownie, and milk.
Yeah, I’m pissed off.
What’s wrong in this picture?