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BAD MEDICINE

I went to see my friend in the hospital yesterday to find things all in chaos.

He was hallucinating and disoriented; tubes pulled out and a guard on the room to make sure he did not leave.

He had been that way since the previous day and evidently they were waiting for Docs to come and decide what was going on.

He is not in there for something that would cause this directly.

So, after a number of more hours, his partner called to say that he was recovering and that he had evidently been given the wrong medication.

If I may be pardoned for saying so, "What the fuck"?

As if he needed some more complications.

The supervision at the hospital is tissue thin. There is a shortage of nurses.

Doctors are overloaded and not able to get to the scene when required. But 18 hours?

But, I am only a bystander. The family knows. The partner is relatively new to the scene. Not a domestic partner. No other rights than the ones he can wheedle.

I am standing back for now and will go in tomorrow to see what is going on.

Good news is that he did get radiation yesterday for the cancer treatment and is due for more today. Back on track. I hope.