You guys have to hear this one. Almost 2 days after she was supposed to be transferred to a step down room they finally moved her to a wonderful room (not shared, single bed) on the 6th floor. This was at the end of a hall with two 5ft by 5ft windows on the corner of the building in downtown Baltimore. Now I'm talking about a corner view that is something else for a sick patient. We waited patiently until they had a room open up and really hoped it would be one without a neighbor and it was....but...
We were just settled in the room. I put all her junk in the closet, they got her hooked up with all the medical crap and I pulled a chair up next to her bed, sat down, held her hand for about 5-10 minutes while watching the TV and enjoying the view during this tough time in our lives when just then, a male RN walks in (not her nurse, but a nurse that volunteered to come in with the news) and said, ''Hello, I'm sorry, but we have to move you to the other side of the building to a dual bed unit because unfortunately we need this room for...'' Well, I cut him off right there and said, ''I don't think so pal! We aren't going anywhere and if you try to move her, I will make a scene you won't ever forget, so you need to go to your boss or whoever it is that needs to know that she ain't going anywhere, so get lost''. He walked out without a word, no exaggeration, that's how it went.
I stayed seated and thought to myself, ''I'm not bluffing and they will have to drag us out, so I was ready to have security on my a$$''. I guess 5 minutes passed and he walked back in and said, ''I went to the supervisor (or whoever it was) and told him exactly what you said. We will make other arrangements so you don't have to leave. Nobody was willing to come in here and confront you or start that ball rolling.'' I told him that I didn't mean to be rude, but I meant what I said and I appreciated him getting the message right. At that point he stayed in the room with us for about 10 minutes to get on my good side which wasn't difficult...I mean, I'm not unreasonable or hard to get along with. He even said that he thought I was completely right. He walked out and my wife just looked me in the eye, smiled and whispered, ''I'm glad you're here.''
This is one great hospital with huge resources and that was my first complaint. I'm now enjoying a nice homebrew IPA at home by myself and that's ok.