I've been sniffling all day and I can't tell if I'm about to get slammed with whatever these people had or my nose is just being weird.
How come, given an entire waiting room that was empty and open, people flocked right over to me? It happened ALL night. Especially the sickest of the sick. They wouldn't even sit, because that would mean they couldn't get close enough to me. NO, they chose to stand right next to me so we were almost touching arms. I got up and moved once and that was awkward, but seriously.
There was an entire inviting cavernous expanse of space full of chairs and sofas with which to writhe to one's heart's content, why throw all that away just to STAND next to the only other person in the waiting room? I don't understand.
If I get sick, I'm going to be pissed. I can't miss work next week, it'd be a terrible time to be out. Two weeks from now I can probably schedule a good flu, but not right now.
Wandering around the hospital, one notices things:
|I didn't see anyone using these hand sanitizing stations |
but us but at least they were there.
|When the hospital doesn't have a marketing arm:|
"What should we call what's behind this door?"
"Well, is what's in here really food?"
|Pureed Diet menu. |
The first item is one big giant breakfast shake that comes in a bucket.