So the facilities aren't the greatest

So today, I was sitting with my registrar talking to a patient that has been quite confused for a few days now. I'm sure that it doesn't help that he is in a large room with approximately 70 patients lined up in beds, but he also has multiple myeloma, so his calcium is so high that it often makes him confused. Anyway, back to the story. My registrar was asking him how he was feeling, and he began to talk about a mouse. She looked at me and said, "oh no, now he is hallucinating." Then, we looked in the direction that he was looking and saw a mouse walking around under a bed across the aisle from him looking very comfortable and unafraid. Yes, mice live in the heating vents in the ward. Not that it would help to kill them because the doors to the wards are always open. Hmm . . . our patient was quite fixated on the mouse for the rest of the conversation, but can you imagine if you saw a mouse in a hospital in the US? I think there would be a lawsuit.

Also, my other registrar, Cathy, went to the bathroom later in the day, shut the door, and the door handle fell off. She had to get the doorknob back together before getting out of the bathroom. she almost had to call one of us to rescue her from the bathroom.

And again, we were walking by the dining hall today and saw a sign for a "waffle sale" (yes, not a bake sale) to help one of the departments in the hospital. After getting a waffle on a napkin that we ate with our hands, I asked Lindy why a department in the hospital would need to have a bake sale. She informed me that they usually like to buy paint and new furniture for their offices because the government doesn't like to pay for those kind of things.

And finally, I sat in an air conditioned room for the first time this week for a lecture and completely froze.

Needless to say, though the people are wonderful, the facilities need a little help.

Cheers.