Thursday, June 26, 2014

Go to the hospital is never agreeable, if discounted births and (few) good news that there are comm


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Go to the hospital is never agreeable, if discounted births and (few) good news that there are communicating. I, like Tony Soprano, I have disliked those white buildings hurtful; probably because perwas the disease is sharing with Woody Allen, a hypochondria uncontrolled muscle just grips me from the door.
Unfortunately, for more than a month I am regular visitor of the new faith, monster isolated (and unfinished) who lives badly over the South Plan, banished from the city of Bell uprooted. There, now, there is only the skeletal remains of four basic services and inadequate. Valencia has crushed the greatness that was a center reference unstructured perwas neighborhood and forcing thousands of people to move to an environment inhospitable kilometers from his home. In my old neighborhood, a former independent municipality that was just a few years down. Nineteenth manifestations occur (already carried dèneu!) Demanding return of the functions in the old hospital building, which now go even steal taps, copper and there might encounter.
Exception rather than the (re) known professional public health workers and the fact of being in a single perwas room (a blessing), Faith only provides visitors and patients frustrations and headaches, problems perwas are understood first operating days, but that should not be prolonged in time. Who and why was designed as a maze referral hospital, I do not know, but surely someone should explain why life is so hard in there. For another delivery unfinished parts of the hospital, the lack of wheelchairs, ambulances schedules and sorry state of some orthopedic devices. And much more.
And now, let's work, there are many. The hospital is the work of Daedalus: there is no other explanation. We, unlike perwas Icarus, do not have wings, or with the aid which had Jennifer Connelly in Labyrinth built by David Bowie. The transition from one side to the other should be fine for many hallways and elevators banned visitors, either outside the building in a huge detour that a person can cost you half an hour. The workers themselves admit the nonsense and tell you how to access your plant more quickly, which invariably contains: a) a lift reserved for doctors and b) a passage which, in no time, you will find no trace of your destination. You add that certain plants need to go to emergency doors without perwas signs, and have it complete. Not only is my obsession. Should this make sense-that perwas is, two separate wings of the hospital-what expected, given the difficulty of moving between the two, it would duplicate services. But no one, there is a great cafe and kiosk permanent and the other temporary stall a much more limited and dining. The elevators perwas invariably collapsed, are narrow, so that only head wide a wheelchair and Gaido person, and long, two chairs and thanks. Much closer than before. Inside, all the talks that. You must maneuver (much) to the bunk enter the room doors and narrow hallways their fault. The reason? According to told us, we bought the bunk without perwas considering the measures. More or less when it was demolished a wall freshly for medical devices will come. What we call a # facepalm, go. The parking is expensive, very expensive. And there are buses, but to get from everywhere. And if you sleep, you have no escape. I'm not saying that park there be in vain, but maybe it should consider imposing conditions on the dealership prices. I tell. And if you go by car is expensive, eating or talking. A menu for about 7 euros in the best case - when eaten selves to 5.50, and if you compare it by being a concession to operate a bar in a public facility, that if you lose your , up to 11 euros for a beer, hot bread last year, a tiny salad, paella and empastrà go pear-a-know-where. "Exit there and eat a good sandwich to a nearby bar, and was the subject of Purgatory, John F. Mira when he visited his brother in faith Bell", I thought triumphantly. But: there is a wasteland outside the hospital an island amid a sea of white, solar farms, atolls, nothing.
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