Skip to comments.Hospital patient so shocked at dirty ward she climbed out of bed to clean it herself
Posted on 07/02/2009 9:21:30 AM PDT by rightwingintelligentsia
After 12 years cleaning care homes and private houses, no one is better qualified than Tereza Tosbell to say whether a room is spotless.
So hospital bosses should take heed of her opinion after she spent four days on a 'filthy' ward.
The mother-of-one said during her stay there was a single, brief visit from a cleaner who left dusty curtains, dirty bedframes and a messy floor.
Disgusted at the conditions, she grabbed the antibacterial fluid dispenser at the end of her bed and some hand towels from the bathroom.
She then set about cleaning her four-bed ward, at one point dropping to her hands and knees to sanitise the floor as she dragged her drip trolley behind her.
'It was shameful to see how sloppy the cleaners were while I was there. I was not prepared to put up with such conditions,' said Miss Tosbell, a 48-year-old divorcee who was admitted to Colchester General Hospital in Essex with an abscess in her neck.
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So I doubt these conditions are confined solely to the UK and their NHS, but I have a feeling they'd only get worse here in the U.S. under Obamacare.
Was she arrested for her efforts?
Can’t you see the kind of workers we will get for our hospitals if Obamacare passes? They know they don’t have to work.
The thing to do at that point is to demand to see the head nurse, and have your visitors demand to see the head nurse. If that doesn’t work, call the administrator’s office.
It’s Scotland and it’s socalized medicine... complaining there would be like complaining at the DMV here
You should have used your napkin. How is your lack of hygiene the fault of staff?
sorry correct scotland to read england in my prior post
Three words, if you want good care...
Non union hospital. Hard workers go home tired and the slackers are fired.
I would expect a union grievance at the very least....
First Doctor: Get on parade! Come on! We haven't got all day, have we? Come on, come on, come on. (the patients painfully get themselves into line) Hurry up ... right! Now, I know some hospitals where you get the patients lying around in bed. Sleeping, resting, recuperating, convalescing. Well, that's not the way we do things here, right! No, you won't be loafing about in bed wasting the doctors' time. You - you horrible little cripple. What's the matter with you?
1st Patient: Fractured tibia, sergeant.
First Doctor: 'Fractured tibia, sergeant'? 'Fractured tibia, sergeant'? Ooh. Proper little mummy's boy, aren't we? Well, I'll tell you something, my fine friend, if you fracture a tibia here you keep quiet about it! Look at him! (looks more closely) He's broken both his arms and he don't go shouting about it, do he? No! 'Cos he's a man - he's a woman, you see, so don't come that broken tibia talk with me. Get on at the double. One, two, three, pick that crutch up, pick that crutch right up.
1st Patient: Aaargh!
First Doctor: Right, squad, 'shun! Squad, right turn. Squad, by the left, quick limp! Come on, pick 'em up. Get some air in those wounds.
Second Doctor: (to camera) Here at St Pooves, we believe in ART - Active Recuperation Techniques. We try to help the patient understand that however ill he may be, he can still fulfill a useful role in society. Sun lounge please, Mr Griffiths.
Well, excuse me. I was sick because of the anaethestic and the food wouldn’t stay down. Plus it’s not all that easy to eat in a neat and precise fashion when you’re horizontal and full of pain meds.
But it’s not really about me—I just included the anecdote to illustrate that it’s not only UK hospitals that have this problem.
“Obamacare-coming to a hospital near you, soon”.
Next non-shocker: Cancer-victim doctor, being “treated” in a 4 room ward, found it necessary to climb out of bed, grab nearby stethascope and medications, and treat his other 3 inn mates.
Coming to a hospital near you.
I was talking to rightwinginteligensia.
I’ll name names:
St. Francis Hospital, Peoria, Illinois, 1990.
When I was wheeled into surgery and was waiting for the anesthetic to be administered, I couldn’t help but see the dust bunnies along the walls.
A surgery room!
A joke. Sheesh.
Sorry; I thought you might be an aggrieved hospital aide. ;-)
Next day, same old same old. I went to head of both NH/hospital and complained.Voila! The bath became shiny clean and smelled of lemons instead of urine.
How crazy is it to have to go to the Director of the whole operation to get anything done?
uncaring dir. of nursing home (she was underling of Dir over both hosp./nh.It is a crisis of irresponsibility and lack of pride. No one is supposed to have to work for pay. Just hand it over to them, no matter what!
Or you might say, “it’s an open forum and that you will address who you damn well please”.
Honestly, I don’t understand why you got that response. I’d have called the supervising nurse or the administrator, as well. Maybe both.
If you were my patient, I’d offer you assistance eating, and if you couldn’t because of nausea, I’d notify the doctor and see if he would prescribe some antinausea medication.
The conditions you describe are outrageous. I’m sorry that happened to you.
apologies all around....sorry....sorry.... :)
Time to find a new nursing home, they aren’t all that way.
I hadn’t had much experience with nursing homes until my aunt was in one in Kokomo, Indiana and I started visiting her. My aunt had Altzheimer’s and could be quite difficult to deal with.
In all my trips there she was being very well taken care of and the place was always spotless.
it was a joke.
I actually didn’t complain about it at the time, though I should have.
I was just happy to have a private room (all standard in that hospital), instead of being in a ward like most of the people in the UK health service.
Hope the rest of your recovery was much smoother. The couple of times I’ve been in the hospital, the ancillary personnel did a good job, but I realize that’s not always the case.
I do think the level of care varies from place to place. And sometimes the personnel are just overwhelmed.
It’s the hospital staff’s responsibility to clean up after a patient vomits.
OK, you got me.
she’s lucky, under obama care you won’t even be let into the hospital.
Guaranteed that no Elitist member of Congress will EVER have medical care like this. They want YOU and I to have this kind of medical care so they have the power over our lives and literally power over our deaths. Count on it.
They have ways of punishing you if you rock the boat. You are at their mercy, and they know it.
Oh, no you aren’t. You just have to keep moving up the food chain, and in dire circumstances, mention the newspaper or TV station that your brother runs that would like to do an expose of the lamentable conditions there at UrbanSprawl Inova Hospital.
In the mean time, you aren’t getting assistance in relieving yourself, you might not get pain medicine, you might end up with a staph infection, and an aide might end up with a letter in her personnel file.
At a hospital (that shall remain nameless) my daughter was staying at long term, my wife had the same response. What was strange was that different floors were of different quality. The burn center and sixth floor were great - clean, attentive, and well managed; the fourth floor was dreadful - dirty, slothful and neglectful. On the fourth floor they wouldn’t pay attention to my wife; I had to intimidate some nurses (loom, frown and be persistent - careful what you say in a hospital) to get them to provide morphine for my daughter who was literally screaming from the itching caused by her grafts. My wife had change her diapers, otherwise she’d have lain in her own filth for hours.
I hate to think what it would be like under Obamacare. Hell on Earth?
David Asman, the Fox News reporter wrote an interesting account of his experiences in 2005:
There’s No Place Like Home
What I learned from my wife’s month in the British medical system.
by DAVID ASMAN
Wednesday, June 8, 2005
As far as we could tell in our month at Queen’s Square, the only method of keeping the floors clean was an industrious worker from the Philippines named Marcello, equipped with a mop and pail. Marcello did the best that he could. But there’s only so much a single worker can do with a mop and pail against a ward full of germ-laden filth.
Only a constant cleaning by me kept our little corner of the ward relatively germ-free. When my wife and I walked into Cornell University Hospital in New York after a month in England, the first thing we noticed was the floors. They were not only clean. They were shining! We were giddy with the prospect of not constantly engaging in germ warfare.
Only 4 beds in that ward? or is that like a pod?
I’ve worked in the hospital long enough to know thats not true. You complain they have to listen. They score us on patient satisfaction.
Ring the damn call bell and ask for clean sheets,the floor to be mopped or if your butt needs wiped. Don’t assume people know that there is a problem. I don’t know how many times I have gone into a room and had to tell the patient to use the call bell only to be told they don’t want to bother the nurse.
I’ll respectfully submit that you don’t know what you are talking about when it comes to what goes on in hospitals these days. They won’t answer the bell. The patient has to call someone on the phone who can then try to track down someone by phone, or more likely come to the hospital and try to find someone to help - or do it themselves.
You are living in a 1950s reality.
Since I put in 40 hours a week at a very large hospital I do know a lot more then you what goes on on a daily basis. One more time hit the call bell the nurses are not into mind reading.
You must be in a different hospital.
The Womens Ward, Pennrose-Saint Francis in Colorado Springs. didn’t answer the buzzer. Didn’t dispense meds as prescribed. Dirty room. Sloppy care-less nurses.