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Showering with a Young Male Nurse in Mexico
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I knew that would get everyone’s attention!
I thought it might be helpful to others to relate my one little experience with the language barrier when I was at the clinic in Cancun. Most of the nurses spoke at least some English. Vanessa, the clinic coordinator, spoke excellent English and gave us her card. She said a few of the night nurses did not speak English and if we had any problems, we should have them call her. Anyway, you want to hear the story… On my first day after surgery, 2 female nurses helped me with a shower. They took off the bandages, helped me get the hospital gown off with the IV, and told me to shower and wash the incisions with soap and water. Then they helped me dry off and get back into the gown. On the second day (which was a Sunday), the nurse was a young male who didn’t speak English. I understood that he wanted me to get a shower. I was regretting that my husband had just left to get breakfast. I was a little more mobile by now, but I hate the IV poles. The nurse turned on the shower and left the room, so I obligingly got the hospital gown off and stepped into the shower. At about this time, he came back with a female nurse (I think). She didn’t speak English either, but I realized that I should have waited for the bandages to be removed. She helped me remove them and I finished the shower. I think the poor male nurse was kind of embarrassed, mainly because here was granny and he couldn’t communicate with her! I felt bad for him, but I thought it was amusing! Anyway, that was my one “horror” story.