Life for Room 12
I just arrived from SPMC where my lola is currently admitted in for further observations from having a very high fever with chills. It was my first time visiting the hospital and I was surprised. In the lobby, I found patients’ bed with dextrose hooked up. Walking along the hallway, reminded me so much about those indie movies with rustic scenes taken in a building with crowded hallways. As I went further and looked for the room, I found small adjacent rooms labeled “for watchers”. Peeking, I saw a group of people lying inside, some sitting while chatting with others, sleeping bags and individual blankets lined up to the mouth of the doors. Room 12. I entered the room and found my lola lying in. She's in good spirits whilst being sick. I asked for her hand for me to bless and asked if she's okay. She smiled and said, it's hot. I agreed. In that room were 5 beds. Next to my Lola is someone trying his best to breathe with an apparatus. The breathing sounds like