I thought hospitals were to help you get healthy.

Momma had been living with us for almost a year before she had her heart attack.

The doctor told us it was a mild heart attack, but they wanted to keep her overnight, just for observance.

He said it was possible for her to have a major heart attack within 24 minutes after the first, plus he wanted her in the hospital just in case. All of us left her to their care, promising to return the next afternoon. I wasn’t intending to bring her apartment the next afternoon, although she begged. They had a bathroom in her room with nothing but a curtain for privacy, but you could smell the bathrooms from the other rooms, because the only thing separating her from the rest of the hospital was another curtain. There was no air circulation, plus the room smelled. The air conditioner wasn’t toiling, plus it was hot plus sweaty, which added to the smell. The only place I could assume air conditioner was at the nurse’s station. I got a wheelchair plus put mom in it, then I wheeled her out to the nurse’s desk, where it was cooler. I called the doctor plus told him to get his butt there. I had the DON downstairs plus the head of housekeeping all kneeling in mom’s ‘room’. I told them the hospital was supposed to be a place to rest plus get healthy. Without air purification, clean rooms, plus superb Heating as well as A/C, this was a place that was breeding germs plus making people more sickly. I packed mom up plus took her out of the hospital.

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