A HOSPITAL IS A MICROCOSM OF THE WORLD.
WHY? Let me explain
On the surface, a hospital appears to be a great place.The sheets are clean
and the staff is friendly. Nurses come and go with warm smiles.Doctors
periodically appear wearing nice loafers, a tie, and a kind face. Friends and
family visit bringing pretty plants and friendly words.
There is a curiously large number of smiles here. I've walked the halls and
been greeted by the smiling Candy Strippers pushing the the coffee cart.The gift
shop downstairs is full of magazines with smiling people on the covers.The lady
selling them smiled broadly at me when i bought one.The receptionist at the
front desk smiles when you pass by.
Along with the smiles and the comfort is the escape hatch.The TV is placed
near the ceiling and through it you can climb into the outside world.Just flip
the switch and you are riding on the Love Boat or watching the Yankees game.
Smiles,efficiency, distraction. I've seen some resorts that don't offer
this kind of treatment. My, you almost forget where you are.
In fact were it not for the undisguised reminders, you would forget.But
just when you relax-just when you begin to smile to yourself, just when you
giggle at Bill a friend or family member- a siren reminds you.The scream of the
patient next door reminds you. Paramedics rushing a stretcher towards the
emergency room remind you.
And the reminder is sobering.This is a hospital. The sole function of this
building is to bargain with death.The walls can't be white enough nor the staff
polite enough to hide the stark reality of the bottom line:
People come here to give all they have to postpone the inevitable. We give
it our best shot.We put up the best we have-the best technology,the best
minds,the best equipment and yet at best we walk away with an extension,never
a solution. And though we may walk or be wheeled out with smiles and waves of
victory, down deep we know it is just a matter of time until the best we have
won't be enough and the enemy will conquer.
So a hospital is a paradoxical place.
A place where the reality is hidden, yet can't be hidden because the
reality is to real.Our world is identical to a hospital.Have you ever noticed
the endless extremes to which a person will go to hide the realities of life?
TO BE CONTINUED!!!