Absturz

A recent fall saw me admitted into the German hospital system. Firstly I was taken down the many flights of stairs from my apartment not on a stretcher, but rather on a chair strapped to the back of the paramedics. Arriving at the Emergency Department of the hospital, we were greeted by a sleepy nurse, and told we could wait for the doctor... yes, in the whole hospital there was only one doctor. Visions of the many Australian ER's I visited full of bright lights and people running around made this tiny cubicle with devices I swear haven't been used since the second world war, seem more alien than ever to me. After not checking me for concussion, not attending to my nose (which was freely trying to bleed as much as it could), not really listening at all, I was taken to a ward... and left there. for a day and a half before any tests were done. It seems that the nursing staff were not amused with their jobs, sometimes coming past as little as twice a day and, if called, were extremely put out that we had "torn them from their card games" and "coulnd't you come to the nursing station if you had a question next time?" (yes I will get myself in my wheelchair, and drag my drip along behind me... nothing better for the circulation than a late night drip stroll.. .) At times I listened to the bell from others calling the nurses for up to 20 minutes, before they attended the patients... The photo is as I tried to get let out of the hospital, and had to wait for half an hour before a nurse was available to sign me out.