Friday, 26 January 2024

In hospital, in a ward with blokes.

 

I spent a fortnight in a hospital ward with blokes. I did NOT like it!  And yes, the individual blokes were alright, no complaints, but it did seem odd that every time a very bloke-like man went home, he was replaced with a version even more rough and 'bloke' like. 

I did not like showing myself in just a thin nightie in mixed company.  And it was far too hot to wear more concealing garments. And how very difficult it is not to show a lot of leg when struggling out of that bed. 

I am old enough not to feel it at all likely that I might be sexually molested, but what about the young and attractive women tossed in with the blokes. They get sick too and that is not going to make them feel comfortable.  And before you say that simply would not happen, it has happened. There is not constant supervision in a hospital ward, and bells are not always answered quickly, even when the buzzer is  not lost over the side of the bed somewhere. 

It did not appear that this mixed-ward business was because of over-crowding. I think it was ideology - that those in charge preferred it that way.  Maybe they think of the two blokes in town who pretend they are women, and might put up a fuss if sent to a men's ward. So instead of taking a risk that they might be uncomfortable, they make everyone else uncomfortable.

I did wonder if that, at the very last, they would not put a women in the 4 bed ward with three men.  But old Mary, all of 50 kgs, told me she spent a fortnight in a ward in just that situation. She was not comfortable. 

Sick people should be looked after.  They should not be made uncomfortable sharing what is essentially a bedroom, with those of the opposite sex. 

Men, too.  I reckon the men would prefer all-male wards. It doesn't go all one way.

Let's try a return to the higher standards of the past. Except in cases of emergency, wards should be single-sex.






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