The entire room was filled with nauseating smell of curry and spice. I loved having Indian food and its alluring aroma. But not when it filled the entire aircon room and chokes your every breath. Visiting hours were up to 8.30pm but the whole gang of family and friends were still here at 11pm. And judging by the conversation, they were not here for the child but rather taking the opportunity for a family gathering and supper session.
Hey dumbasses! This is not a bloody hotel! This is a hospital with sick children who need their quiet and rest. Go to the damn coffeeshop across the road if you want to have your supper. Don't make others suffer through your blatant lack of social etiquette and human decency.
Even the nurses who came in to the room to check on YY were irritated by the smell. I had to stand in the hallway carrying YY on my shoulder because of the foul smell that overwhelmed the whole room. It doesn't help with his cough and breathing. An Indian nurse saw me carrying YY out in the hallway and went into request that they move their food away. It fell on deaf ears and they persist to keep the food in the room.
See, it's situations like this that makes folks irritated and have certain perceptions of some people. And they don't help themselves by persisting in doing so without regard for other people's well being.
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