This is really interesting and I'm glad you made this post. It reminds me of when I had my baby. It was just me and my hubby and he had school and work most of the day. Nobody else, no flowers, no candy, nothing. I didn't think anything of it until I was well enough to get up and walk around the halls. I saw all the other rooms full of balloons and giant cards and flowers and baskets of fruit, plus lots of family and well-wishers. All I could think of was how the nurses must have felt so sorry for me. But it's interesting to hear your perspective, because there WERE some issues. When I was out of the hospital and brought the issues to their attention, they gave me a story of how the position of my hospital room was the reason I had been overlooked so many times. It was supposedly because my room was right where the nurses areas of responsibility ended and began. In other words, there was no clear definition of which nurse had my room, so it was usually just overlooked. (Good system, that.) I'm a lot older and wiser now, so that wouldn't happen today, but maybe if I'd had a big clan it wouldn't have happened then, either. I will forever remember this post, tendie. Thanks.