Don't tell me you can't...

I' m kind of horrified by what my mother told me.

She works as a nurse in a hospital. In her unity, they take care of people who gonna die soon, because there is nothing more to do for them.
All you can do for people like this is to relieve their pain so that they can enjoy a little bit more their family.

It's probably one of the most difficult job ever.

You have to deal with physical pain, with death, with children loosing their mothers, with mothers who must accept that their sons will die before them, with old husbands still in love with their old wives and who know they gonna be alone soon, with no one to take care of any longer...
You have to deal with a pain no drug can soothe.

All you can do is being present, listening to people and never judging anybody, not even this son who doesn't want to come visit his father.

This is already very demanding.
But it seems that this is not enough for those who rule hospitals.

Indeed, my mother also have to prepare corpse of dead people to present them to families. This is not her job. She wanted to nurse and to soothe pain, not to plug orifices to avoid people bleeding out...

But this is what happened. One morning, she went to the mortuary with a family. There was a problem. The woman was covered with blood and her head was impossible to recognize.

What can you do in such a situation, in front of a shocked family ?!
My mother didn't have no gloves but she started sponging up the blood of this woman who had an acute hepatitis.
She did her best to hide the scene to the family. But it was already too late.

Both angry and desperate, my mother decided to talk to one of the boss of the hospital.
She explained what happened, in details.
Her boss told her things like this happened... She was sorry but there was nothing to do. There was no budget to hire somebody whose job would be to take care of the mortuary.

My mother left the office with no explanations, no support, nothing.

Don't tell me there is nothing nothing you can do !!!
My mother doesn't deserve such a treatement. People who work hard like her don't deserve such a treatement.
Don't tell me you can't hire somebody, or at least form someone to do this job and to take care of the mortuary. This is a job. A real one.

This is not my mother's job.