This is a nice hospital, but it has one old touch, semi private rooms. I think, by and large, hospitals favor private rooms now.
I mention this, because I’m listening to a surgeon explain bypass surgery to the man in the next bed. It’s not a pleasant conversation. The flimsy curtain between us is not stopping the sound.
This man, like my dad, came in expecting an angiogram and nothing more. Now he’s going to have his chest cracked open. He’s been told to plan on taking 6-8 weeks off from work and that the procedure will leave him feeling as if he’s been hit by a truck!
Holy crap. I don’t want to have a surgeon have this conversation with me. I can’t imagine the emotions they’re feeling on the other side of the room.