This is so true - I've been saying it for years.
Last year I took a friend of mine to chaemo 1 day every month for 6 months - and you should have seen the state of some of the visitors that came into that hospital - cant believe that any of them actually stuck to the infection control procedures i.e. hand washing / disinfection e.t.c.
- No wonder we have issues with these infections-
Whilst I concur that people with cold and 'flu or other contagious ailments would be sensible to stay away from visiting people in hospitals, and that visitors should adhere to rigourous handwashing, I think that visitors can be beneficial to inpatients.
Since the begining of last December I have spent much time in the local hospital, with my Beloved as a patient. I saw dying men who will never return home, men suffering the aftermath of serious surgery, who without visitors would have languished alone.
If I never again had to go to a hospital I would not fret, but when needs must, someone needs to look out for loved ones, as doctors and nurses do not always have the time to fully care for ill people. Also they are subject to that balance of working a job in which all the people they attend are quite ill, which can bring about a discompassion, or a cavalier attitude with regard to patients. Just as if one works at an old peoples home, one must get used to death eventually, which changes one. However slightly.
That said, sometimes a patient needs more than an injection, or bloodwork, or a catheter check. Sometimes they need reassurance, someone who will attend to them as a unique individual. Loved ones can provide this, visiting hours permit this.
I have gone through two sets of intestinal surgery with my companion, both times he suffered from neglect. The first of which left him without any pain relief for fifteen hours, when this was remedied he was turned over three times, without anyone considering that an injection of morphine might prevent him screaming like a mortally wounded animal.
He awoke in recovery after the second operation feeling half the surgery site. He had to go barnyard to prevent them from turning him over to put in a second epidural, despite it being on the anethetists file to give him a morphine pump should the epidural fail to work.
That night, he remained unattended by any nurse, as verified by the lack of a single observation noted on his chart (there were entries for following days and nights), my own observation over a four hour period on the mobile with him, and the state in which I found him the following day. I won't go into details about the dread of that night, or the following three days.
I do not exaggerate when I say it was a horrendous affair but it saved his life, for which I am immensely relieved. I am truly grateful that he did not have to go through it entirely on his own.