buzz, like a beehive and attendance
runup and down the stairs, fulfilling their duties
and getting in their aerobics exercise for the day
at he same time. You will see no more children in
the hospital in the evening, coming to the orthodontist
another monthly are of wire and keep-straightening,
visiting a pediatrician with their parents, sitting
with their fathers as their mothers strange to bring
get another to family members home for them. They
shout and run around, spent their time making googly
ice at the chocolate and candy in the gift shop, restrained
only partually by their parents warning ice and watchful
galances (and an occasional loud scolding or too).
But the rush subsides by the late evening, and the
hospital is restored to his usual stillness, the normal
rule of operation.
When you are in a hospital, no
matter what the time, you cannot escape the physical
sensations that are completely anesthetized out of
television hospitals. Various things combined to create
a string smells in the air-disc infacting, floor polish,
chemicals, the musty smell of old, wet carpets. Go
down the corridors the house the labs and the radiology
department and you wilol think you can smell the blood,
feel the humming of the radiations from the X-Rays.
The PA systems crackle and burst with unintelligible
commands that only the hospital staff seem capable
of deciphering. And every where you will smell the
sickness of patients with diseases too awful to contemplate.
The scalt on your hair prickles and you might feel
a chil run down your legs. Sometimes this is your
own imagination at worked, but more often, you can
sense disease all around you, behind the close doors,
insite the operating rooms, down
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