Hell Night

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Soon after I was admitted to the hospital I realized I had no clothes! I only have one outfit of clothes that I wear when I see the doctor or have other reason to leave the house. Rather than that I wear a gown around the house. So I had the option of wearing what they call "scrubs". They are pants and a top that are ill fitting and made from recycled water bottles or something. Ugh and Ick! They are scratchy and stick to your skin. Very uncomfortable. I toss and turn to find a comfortable position to sleep in and it would be misery wearing such things. So about three nights in I was sleeping in the nude. I had to go potty. I wrapped the blanket around me and walked the five feet maybe to the bathroom, do my business and return to the bed. Immediately a blonde hair Barbie type nurse came storming in the dark room and puts her face down to mine. "You can't do that. We have male staff as well as other male patients!" (Like I am so sure the male staff or other male patients are going to be entertained by a 65+ sagging female body streaking through on her way to bathroom) Okay. Well, get me the gown I requested instead of these "scrubs". They don't have gowns. Then I was rather upset for a time. It was stupid. I had made a mistake. It took me a while to calm down, relax, and fall back to sleep. As soon as I did a bright light was in my eyes and some staff member was doing rounds. At intervals all night I saw this bright light and it would wake me up. Horrible rest of the night. Not much sleep. Helleous night.