I wasn’t sure whether to write about this or not. Not sure if it’s my place, not sure if there’s any point. Not sure if the stuff I saw is just, well, normal.
Last week at the hospital with Nadia, in the bed next to her was a young woman (18?) who was miscarrying at 6 months (I never heard how many actual weeks, they just said 6 months). Doctor came along and said the following (I’m translating from Afrikaans):
“We can’t stop the labour. The baby is coming, but it won’t survive. Do you understand?”
The woman nodded. The doctor left.
Later, another doc came to check on her. While reading her file, 2 perky medical students came along to get him to sign off on some of their forms of some kind. The three of them stood over the miscarrying patient, laughing, giggling and flirting as if it was an episode of Grey’s Anatomy.
I did see a nurse touch her gently on the leg as she checked on her later. Besides that, there was nothing in the way of comfort or even actual information provided to her. She lay there, not crying, not making a sound, waiting for the baby to come and for it to be over. When her boyfriend arrived later, he asked her what was going on and why – she couldn’t tell him. She didn’t know anything.
Surely this isn’t how it’s supposed to go?