My time on the neuro ward has actually been very good. They have patients that come back every month for IVIG, so they realize things can become chronic. The acute ward just seemed clueless. They first said they don't keep people for urinary retention, but I'm too complex to send home--if thats the case, then call or consult the doctors who've been treating me!

Then the neuro symptoms got bad and they ignored them and told me I was ready to go. When I told the nurse i wasn't leaving without seeing a neurologist, they brought up the acute doctor on call (who was probably the only competent one of the bunch), who said they'd never let a patient go in that condition and I'd see a neurologist in the morning. My nurse at the time said I shouldn't be too concerned about the walking, all I'd need is a couple weeks of physical therapy and I'd be good as new.

I found it a little comical that my neighbor was brought in and could walk, but with a little difficulty, yet they put a high fall risk sign on the door for him and made sure he had a walker. Yet I was barely moving, but because the issue I was brought in for had nothing to do with my legs, they didn't bother getting me a walker or declaring me a fall risk (I don't like being called one as it means all sorts of restrictions, but between the two of us, the odds of my falling were greater).

I did manage to snag a walker with the help of a nurse from the next station as she saw me stumbling between wall railings and told me to wait where I was while she located one--so I think I was just in a bad section in general.

At least now I know if I'm ever admitted again I need to ask if they can place me on the neuro floor (or at least make sure the neuro team knows I'm there and makes arrangements for me. I just assumed that my normal team would be contacted--especially since I considered the bladder problem a neuro issue to start with).

I think the acute team was annoyed that I was still there the next morning after they had discharged me, which is why the resident with the snooty attitude came in. I'm debating complaining to my neuro about the whole experience--I never wanted to be readmitted, but once I was they should have treated me properly.

One last anecdote. The nurse I had the night nurse assigned to me saw I had all these chronic illnesses and asked how I was dealing with them the first night I was in--I started to talk with her, not realizing she had an agenda. Then she asked if I was getting any help from religion. I told her that I wasn't a very religious person anymore and she went into a spiel about how I wouldn't get better if I didn't believe and let G-d in, then asked if she could send up someone I could talk to.

I don't like people prying into my business like this to start with, but put up with it if its someone close to me like family or my home-infusion nurse (who may as well be family and credits G-d with saving her life when she had cancer that should have been fatal), but I played dumb here and asked if I could speak with a psychologist. She said, "No, I mean can I send up someone to talk to you about religious counseling." I first started to say no, then said, "Alright, could you send a rabbi up to speak with me." At this point she seemed taken aback and said she'd see what she could do. She never called for the rabbi, or brought up religion again. I guess if I wasn't going to pray to the right god, she wasn't going to help me find religion again.