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Nobody wants to go to hospital

Nobody wants to go to hospital

They lie there amidst the hospital beds waiting for the nurses dishing out the prescription meds..minute by minute, each and every day is the very same, there will be people recovering from illness, infirm and lame 

Beds on the wards are just like ships in the night, constantly on the go with a different plight.. always on the move,  filling up with different faces..wheeled back and forth along the corridors to go to particular places..operation theatres, radiography, xrays of the body for an ultrasonography 

Nobody wants to go hospital tho its the place to be when one is ill..if nothing has made you feel
better not even after taking a pill..accident and emergency is where one goes if you have a fall.. after getting advice from the hospital line with a phone call.. but if you are admitted to hospital the doctors and nurses will look after you.. they are highly trained professionals to do the things they have to do
 

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Jill Tait

Awwwww Its coz Iv spent yet another full day at city hosp visiting my friend from that horrific car crash month ago luv xxxxThanks hunnybun ???

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