Today I discovered that there is a series of tunnels that run under and connect the hospitals that I go to. Being in a rush, and being curious, I decided to follow the tunnels and see what it was like.
These tunnels were pretty eerie. They were deserted. Clearly, most people do not use them on beautiful days. The eeriest part was the scads of broken down hospital beds and wheelchairs. It felt like a graveyard of old equipment. Some of it in cages, so it couldn”t be stolen, some of it just lying about with no particular rhyme or reason. I had the feeling that these junked pieces of hospital equipment were like elderly people being warehoused, long forgotten, and that at any moment they might get up and walk around and tell me about their arthritis.
There was a long tunnel to the next hospital, where I was informed halfway through that there was a defibrillator if I needed it. That will buck up your confidence. If I fall and break my leg and can’t move and no one is about, at least there will be the defibrillator. I ended up stumbling out of the tunnel into a part of my hospital that I had never seen before.
It was an excellent adventure to try this new route and discover this new part of the hospital. Have you discovered the nooks and crannies and interesting rooms in your hospital? Do you ever go exploring? Have you ever stumbled across some little treasure of a place? I wouldn’t exactly call this series of tunnels a treasure, but it was new and interesting and might even warrant a poem.
On a different note, I just stumbled upon this website – poems by doctors and nurses. http://runningahospital.blogspot.com/2007/08/poetry-from-nurses-and-doctors-part-i.html