kingdom hospital

I haven't really been in the mood to update. With one family member in the hospital, the rest of us are feeling a little forlorn. I'm trying to stay busy, but most of that keeps me out of the house and away from the computer.

I spent the last couple weeks chewing my way through Stephen King's whimsical and creepy "Kingdom Hospital" series. Try watching that, then spending six hours in emergency. It's surreal. The waiting room was full of terribly suffering, bored people, all maintaining a perfectly polite veneer of silence and feigned disinterest. The staff looked equally bored and devoid of pity. No one even seemed to notice when a little girl farther in the ward started to scream for all she was worth.

Smirking ghosts would have fit in just fine, especially when we were lead to a different ward through the underground passages. White walls, bare pipes in the ceiling, and defunct medical equipment left to die alongside the path. The nurse cheerfully said it was a lot creepier before they increased security; homeless drug addicts used to sneak in and hide in the corners of those tunnels for warmth. Charming.

At any rate, "Kingdom Hospital" is highly recommended. Real hospitals are not.