Fat nurses are lazy I got home from the hospital today. After getting admitted Friday night after a trip to the ER. I ended up having appendicitis and 2 rather large ovarian cysts. A wonderful combination.  The first night I had two wonderful nurses, one human and one small fat. Ring the bell for meds or help getting to the bathroom, and one of them would be there in 5 minutes. There was a group of nurses I have no comment on. There is a rather foggy memory of lots of drugs, caffeine withdrawal headache, and a surgery.  Then there was the surgery. The nurse attending that was an obese older lady, and oddly enough she was my nurse the last time I was in there for surgery. Nothing really remarkable happened. She was fast and efficient.  Then it happened. The night shift last night was bad enough I kept asking to just go home. Asking for more pain meds would result in a 20 minute wait, then a second call asking, and another 10 minute wait before they’d even get to my room. And forget about help getting to the bathroom, that was multiple calls over 30 minutes to even get someone there. I was attached to all sorts of monitors, so even if I could get out of bed, I wasn’t going anywhere on my own. So not ok. I don’t care about the lady screaming down the hall for over 2 hours (later found out she was in the rehab ward), just give me 5 minutes. The worst part is when I asked for some tea, the obeast was there within 5 minutes. And it brought 4 packets of sugar for some reason. :/ My nurses this morning were awesome. Both humans. I wasn’t too happy when they stopped the morphine and forced me to walk around, but they let me head home to be miserable here. In short, obese nurse couldn’t be bothered to do her job.