Don: I also had a 'nightmare' of a postop with the nurses (the sad thing is, I work at this hospital): The ICU nurse who removed my catheter? she must have mistaken the removal for 'fly fishing', she twirled the catheter around her fingers & pulled 'up' & out very quickly (I'm a nurse, that is NOT how you remove a catheter) - I screamed at 'Angel', my ICU nurse, & he replied 'I thought you'd rather have a female nurse remove it" - I informed him ' as long as she knows what she's doing'.....
The next day I was taken to a 'regular' floor - the nurse starts speaking to me in Spanish, I tell her I don't speak Spanish, her reply? 'everyone speaks Spanish'....
only 1 nurse helped me take a walk, I was left on my own to take my own showers (with very bad balance). Thank God my mother came a couple of times to walk with me. My bed was not changed the entire 3 days on the regular unit, it was my mother who got me water, etc. Food was left out of reach, then I was scolded for 'not eating'. My bandage was a piece of tape stuck to my hair on the side of the incision. I could not believe the nightmare.
Bedside nursing, I realize, is dead & buried.... they're too busy with paperwork to do anything but bring the meds. One nurse brought everything all at once, I told her I wasn't due for certain meds yet & she replied ' oh ches, it can be 2 hours before or after the time' - I believe her giving me the decadron too soon caused me to have severe headaches when I got home. One day she asked 'how are you feeling?" I tell her 'I'm very tired', her reply? 'You think YOU'RE tired, I have a little girl I have to take care of before I come to work, THAT'S TIRED.'
My attitude now? You get out alive, you done good... Sad, isn't it.