In case you haven't heard already, nurses are the GREATEST!

Hmm. So much for my commitment to a weekly blog, huh?

In my defence, I spent a few days in hospital and a week or so recovering at home after having my appendix out. As is the case with appendicitis, you don’t get time to plan these things and my attack hit at 1am on a Thursday morning.

End result is I missed the Relay for Life and also the annual golf day for the St George School for Children with Disabilities – two really worthy causes that are close to my heart, but for very different reasons. In fact, I’ll make the school a topic of a blog entry at a later date.

Anyway, this entry is all about nurses, so it’s time I started writing about them I thinkJ

When you have tor appendix out at RPA Hospital, you end up recovering in the colorectal ward. My roomies were older men with a variety of gastro/colorectal problems. For anyone reading this who has a modicum of medical knowledge, you’ll know how smelly and, frankly, messy the ward can become in this part of the hospital. Idon't know for sure, but I'll bet the nurses moan a little inside when they find out that they're rostered here.

Stop right there – I want to make it clear that I’m not complaining, ok? Public hospital, shared ward – you take what you can get.

I was the lucky one – in and out in less than 48 hours. One of my room mates had severe pain and had to wear a colostomy bag.  These bags have to be emptied at some stage. They contents are drained into a plastic jug (I think they may have to record the output levels, but don’t quote me) and then carried out for disposal.

Enter the nurses.

Of the 7 different nurses who worked on shifts while I was there (one was a student), one of them had a severe cold, another had a backache and ALL of them deserve to be paid way more than they get each week.

On my first night, I couldn’t wait for the buzzer to be answered at 2am so I could get a new urine bottle. I was still in pain as it was just 5 hours since the operation and i couldn't have made it to the bathroom. There was a bowl on my table and I had to use that instead. No harassment or grumpiness from the nurse on overnight duty as she carried the bowl full of my pee out of the room -  just an apology for not getting to me in time.

Long story short is that nurses are the best people in the world. Sick people usually get a bit self-centred and demanding. The RPA nurses coped with all of that from their patients (I think I can exclude myself – I honestly tried hard to be as little trouble as possible) and still had room for a smile every time they came to see me.

Thanks guys – you’re appreciated, I promise.