Intestinal flu is a very prevailing disease, which at that time has already twisted the half-Moscow. Unlike pork, bird and other atypical infections, it was very little talked about him - it did not exist at all. But nevertheless, the whole of our family was sideways, and the last one is my son. According to him, the disease hit the stronger than all - it took me literally two days of life, the wife at all went unnoticed, and Egor began to hospital for a month. As a result, I learned the first danger of Moscow (and Russian too) the hospitals first in his life of the visit to the Medical Institution.
But first it is necessary to dispel the main myths. I admit that the wife and son got into some kind of special hospital, but I did not attach any effort to this - I arrived "ambulance", and they were taken away somewhere in the park "Fili", where there were free places.
So: Food in this hospital was completely normal. When Egor came to himself and began to eat, and he was without problems were given two portions of porridge and three - omelet. The wife is also not starving, but I threw it not prescribed by the local rules of the "fodder" of the type of chocolate, nuts and fruits.
In this hospital there was no rudeness from the staff. Doctors are all as one polite and warning. Moreover, as part of the rational, they allowed even small redevelopment of the chambers.
And the last moment. Contrary to popular belief, doctors love children. Feel them or at least try to cause the minimum discomfort to a small person who has fallen into a situation of severe and long stress.
So in terms of convenience, neither me nor my wife was absolutely nothing to complain about. But there was one serious trouble, with which my family faced on the very first day of stay in the ward. The trouble was called "Neighbor".
Preferably, it was young mothers with kids who have the same diagnosis as we. Unfortunately, the diagnosis was the only thing that they were united with us.
If you are a completely calm person and are able to be silent when others discuss the topics associated with the "home-2", the sexual possibilities of men and the People's Healer Malakhov, then you are hardly able to join the friendly family of the current young Mamash. But the problem was that the young lady, not embarrassed by the presence of his own chad, slept their speech so much that the first request of my spouse from the hospital was about large powerful headphones and a classic player to isolate our child from almost continuous Flood of unprinting vocabulary.
And doctors need to put monuments, and I will explain why exactly the example of one situation. The child was brought with severe intestinal disorder. He is put under the dropper, make a set of procedures, and after a couple of days he begins to come to herself - it does not run, but he has already sits in a crib, he fades his eyes around and requires contact, and most importantly - his appetite appears. And the milf, who is clearly not before communicating with the child (bidding on the ward listened to Rapper to the spell on the speakerphone in the phone), gives him a prostine: a piece of pizza, chocolate and smoked sausage. Naturally, two hours ahead in serious condition are brought back under the dropper. So: a monument to the doctor must be put at least because I would have kicked my mother from the hospital to the damn mother.
On this, the charms of joint existence do not end. Own rules for communicating with children Young mothers are distributed on all patients. The spouse broke the candy, oranges and fat several times almost from the mouth of Egor. In order to somehow protect it from contacts with children with other infectious diseases, two days and an incredible number of nerve cells took place.
Hell ended again thanks to the professionalism of physicians. There is a certain set of procedures, which in our hospital strictly observed: every day in the ward did wet cleaning and quartzing. In addition, as soon as the neighbors began to be written and new patients came to the ward, we were discharged as old-timers into a separate single boxing, and "Dobed" we, fortunately, there.
What is interesting, of all patients lying in our Chamber, only the wife appreciated the work of doctors. Her "Socamera" was deeply offended by the level of service: so indifferent tourist, which, instead of a five-star hotel, slipped three-star. Mamash did not suit everything: Nynikov who are a hundred times a day asked to take dishes on the kitchen (despite the fact that adults in the ward is in principle there is prohibited), the absence of a TV and refrigerator right in the room, a shared toilet ... Especially bright illustration, perhaps it became Displeased one of them about the fact that it turns out to be, do not give slippers. Mess. Naturally, all the manifestations of discontent were accompanied by the flow of Mata.
What is the worst, this danger is a children's hospital not to eliminate additional monetary inflows. The complete efficiency and irresponsibility of young Mamash is superimposed on their own inner world and intellectual baggage, which in the light of the last state trends can be voiced with the "Nano" console.
This requires something to do, because ultimately, as a pathos, it will be noted, this is the threat of national security. Because the nation of idiots and marginals simultaneously and defenseless, and is very dangerous for themselves and for others. And if you realize the general cultural and educational level of today's young mothers, you understand with a leaning doom that we are moving in this direction.
And correct if I am mistaken, but something is unlikely that the exam and the notorious educational standard for high schools will be a breakthrough, which will make our children intellectual and creative elite.
The eaten reader may suspect me in the fact that I make far-reaching conclusions after a random collision with separate marginali. So: there are three bobbs, three single-chain, about which are wearing a rather wide social section: one of them works as an educator in kindergarten, the second is a small entrepreneur, the third is unemployed. All three - shopaholics and CONSUMERS (bright representatives of Consumer Society, our consumption society), all three people carefully follow and, I am confident, even love children.
But this is clearly not enough.