Hospitalitis: Hospital Induced Emotional Disorder
(a poem by me)
The meals were fine, no wine, no whine
The bed linen was removed and refreshed, repeatedly, without request
The care and attention, intense, no pretense
Blood extracted and given, with skills, no frills
The pills and shots given with hopes of beneficial actions, with no bad reactions
The Docs were thoughtful, the Nurses great
But then why after a week in the hospital, it is the hospital I hate?
What is it about more than a few days of hospital existence that in many patients, a prolonged stay brings on patient anxiety and depression and a condition we all know as “hospitalitis”? Is it due to the routine of hospital life? ..the loss of privacy? ..the pain and discomfort? ..the paging and announcements on the speakers all day and all night? ..the lack of intellectual stimulation during the day and the lack of sleep at night? ..the missing of the usual normal life and the gnawing concern and fears about recovery and ever going home? There are some patients who find hospitals very comforting and hope to prolong their stay to the consternation of the hospital staff. However, it is my observation that most patients look forward to leave the hospital and leave their infection with hospitalitis behind them. Have any of my visitors had a case of hospitalitis and how did they explain the cause? ..Maurice.