Hospital Bed

Dept: My wife has been in hospital for the last week or so and, whether she wants me to or not, I go to see her every day. Each visit is much the same. "How are you? How are you feeling? Did you see the doctor? Do you know when you're getting out?", according to Winnipeg Free Press. Other visitors aren't so lucky. Family, friends, the occasional wandering patient passing by who roams into the wrong room and settles in until a nurse shows up -- they all ask the same questions and when the excitement of that spurt of conversation has passed, they get anxious to leave; they start to visibly twitch, but there is no graceful way to leave someone in a hospital bed except to just say good night and go to pay your parking, which is the other reason people have been furtively and anxiously looking at watches all evening and vISITING people in the hospital is not usually a very pleasant experience -- if you actually enjoy it, you should probably seek professional help -- but it can be an interesting one. And each exchange is punctuated not just by question marks, but by furtive glances at my watch. That initial spurt of conversation is kind of like sex on the first date -- as soon as it's over you start wondering, "How do I gracefully get out of here?" -- except that, since it's your wife and she matters, there is no graceful way to get out. The key is finding a way to gracefully stay. And because she is your wife, you do; after a few minutes, you stop looking at your watch and start looking at your wife. (www.immigrantscanada.com). As reported in the news.