Submitted on 2013/11/08 at 8:48 am
Maybe you should take some time and self-reflect on this situation? Would you want to be your roommate? Would you like someone blogging about your personal business on the Internet without consent? By reading just the past few blogs- it appears as though you do not have any boundaries when it comes to others. Sounds like the hospital keeps you secluded for those reasons. And if this hospital is as bad as you make it sound… Why don’t you just leave? If you are as sick as you are saying- go to a different hospital. “You can’t help someone who won’t help themselves”
Your opening comment reveals a remarkable level of—what shall I call it?—silliness? ‘Take time and reflect?’ What, pray tell, do you think I have been doing for the past two months?
Would I want to be my own roommate? I most certainly would have when I was admitted two months ago.
‘Blogging about personal business’–show me where I have. Make this a specific, concrete discussion of actual events–because I have not. I HAVE NOT GIVEN ANY SPECIFIC FACTS THAT WOULD ENABLE YOU TO IDENTIFY THE SUBJECT. I have not given out names, addresses, work sites or anything else that would enable a reader to trace what was written back to the subject about whom it was written. I fully and totally protect the identities of the people about whom I write.
I interviewed a home health aide for employment, during the course of which she named another client she had and talked about very intimate toileting details in her care of that woman. I told her that I attended business meetings with that woman, and it was totally wrong for the aide to under-cut the woman’s professional relationship with me by putting in my mind a picture of her vulnerability and weakness.
We each get to present ourselves as we choose. No third party has the right to gain intimate knowledge and use it to the detriment of others. If she had not named the woman, then it wouldn’t have mattered. I could have sat in meetings for years without ever knowing that this particular woman had to have . . . whatever.
I defy you to identify the subject of anything I have written. If you can trace anything I’ve written back to the subject about whom I’ve been writing, tell me. Show me. You need to know that someone, somewhere, is going through what these people are going through. You need to know the stories of humanity, which is what I tell. Apparently I have succeeded well in that I have made these people so real that you feel you know them. You do know their human condition; you do not know their names, where they live, where they work, who they’re related to or any other personally identifying things.
I would not choose to move to another hospital because this hospital is the best of the three available in my area, and there’s the pity.