Work

Had an interesting experience at work yesterday. All day long we were expecting a new admission. She was supposed to come in at 3pm brought by her son. We were dreading it for two reasons. The first being that new admissions transported by their families tend to arrive with incomplete records. The second is that 3pm is change of shift. Turns out there was a third thing to worry about, that we never thought about. They arrived right on time. Unfortunately she was dead. I'm not sure how they didn't realize that the poor woman had died in the car on their trip from Washington, DC to New Jersey, but they didn't. They insisted she'd been breathing only a few minutes before they got there, but I doubt it. And honestly, if I had been driving my mother to a nursing home and she stopped breathing in my car, I think I would've bypassed the nursing home and taken her directly to the hospital. Or they could've at least said something along the lines of "Hey my mother stopped breathing a few minutes ago and I didn't know how to get to the hospital, call an ambulance!"

Honestly though, I'm only slightly peeved with her family. When your mother dies in your car on the way to the nursing home it's bound to send reason out the window. I'm really pissed at the hospital (it may have been a rehab center) in DC that told her son she was stable enough to handle a 4-5 hour car ride without oxygen or trained monitoring. A good number of the people who read this LJ live in the DC metro area, so I'll just give you a warning: Scratch Washington Adventist off your list.