tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792349136622990269.post5454007372430916332..comments2024-03-15T03:14:00.681-04:00Comments on What I Saw: Neutral SpacesChris Bonneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000537083398732641noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792349136622990269.post-63216428761192737472009-07-07T20:44:23.500-04:002009-07-07T20:44:23.500-04:00That's a very powerful image, Chris! My fathe...That's a very powerful image, Chris! My father's 85 now and he keeps telling me, "Don't get old, Sue." (I think he should have told me this sooner.) I watched my own mom physically fade away, and it was wrenching...My parents both volunteered in our local hospital for years, but I still think being a patient in one is never a pleasant thing. I do think often, hospital workers are more than ever pulled in a million directions, too, though, which could account for their own stresses and apparent coldness. If only we could all be healthy until the day we shut our eyes forever!A Brush with Colorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07638723986208929476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8792349136622990269.post-54209063395176441602009-07-07T13:56:38.984-04:002009-07-07T13:56:38.984-04:00I think small town hospitals are better in that re...I think small town hospitals are better in that regard. In big city hospitals people still have their big city heads on, telling them to do the best practical job they can but not to get too involved. My brother used to be a nurse and has worked in both big cities and small towns. He said, without question, the small town hospital was a more personal operation in every way. I prefer cities myself, but small towns win there, I think. <br /><br />Strength to your mother, Chris. She is a lucky woman indeed to have you as a son.Sam, Problem-Child-Bridehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650421439038979462noreply@blogger.com