Quotes About Hospital

while he was in hospital he became very agitated, saying that he needed to go back to the minotaurs because the minotaurs would have his dinner.

For many of us, the hospital was as much a refuge as it was a prison. Though we were cut off from the world and all the trouble we enjoyed stirring up out there, we were also cut off from the demands and expectations that had driven us crazy. What could be expected of us now that we were stowed away in a loony bin?

Our hospital was famous and had housed many great poets and singers. Did the hospital specialize in poets and singers, or was it that poets and singers specialized in madness?

How the fuck else am I going to get any attention in this place? Lisa always called the hospital 'this place.

Lunatics are similar to designated hitters. Often an entire family is crazy, but since an entire family can't go into the hospital, one person is designated as crazy and goes inside. Then, depending on how the rest of the family is feeling, that person is kept inside or snatched out, to prove something about the family's mental health.

Assim nuas, precisávamos de proteção, e o hospital nos protegia. É claro que primeiro o hospital nos desnudava - mas isso apenas reforçava sua obrigação de nos dar abrigo.

Did the hospital specialize in poets and singers, or was it that the poets and singers specialized in madness?

My mother smiled. I know my baby wasn't like that. I looked at her. Like what? Like those awful people. Those awful dead people at that hospital. She paused. I knew you'd decide to be all right again.

My mother smiled. I knew my baby wasn't like that. I looked at her. Like what? Like those awful people. Those awful dead people at that hospital. She paused. I knew you'd decide to be all right again.

They want you to be in a special ward," my mother said. "They don't have that sort of ward at our hospital." "I liked it where I was." My mother's mouth tightened. "You should have behaved better, then." "What?" "You shouldn't have broken that mirror. Then maybe they'd have let you stay." But of course I knew the mirror had nothing to do with it

The lawn was white with doctors.

I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions. I have given my name and my day-clothes up to the nurses And my history to the anesthetist and my body to surgeons.

There are the clothes of a fat woman I do not know. There is my comb and brush. There is an emptiness. I am so vulnerable suddenly. I am a wound walking out of hospital. I am a wound they are letting go. I leave my health behind. I leave someone Who would adhere to me: I undo her fingers like bandages: I go. (Three Women)

The wounded surgeon plies the steel That questions the distempered part; Beneath the bleeding hands we feel The sharp compassion of the healer's art Resolving the enigma of the fever chart. Our only health is the disease If we obey the dying nurse Whose constant care is not to please But remind of our, and Adam's curse, And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse. The whole earth is our hospital Endowed by the ruined millionaire

Come now, Susina, remember you were always a saint when it came to a handsome face." "Not when it comes to yours, you demi-demon." "Ah, Susina. And my charming friend dying at your door." "I am not the hospital. I do not take the wounded in." "This once." "I have patrons and guests. You be circumspect." "As a monk, dear lady of delights." "Pah.

As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.

That same piercing screech in her voice every time at the hospital. "Do something!" When I slit my wrists. "Help her!" The last time too. "Somebody help her. Help us!" You're helpless, both of you. All of us.

The worst is waking up in a hospital. Your parents are there, crying. Or your mother is yelling at the doctors and nurses. You come back wrecked. You ruin everyone's day. It won't happen again. I promise.

Yang terburuk adalah bangun di rumah sakit. Orangtuamu di sana menangis. Atau ibumu meneriaki para dokter dan perawat. Kau kembali dengan hancur. Kau merusak hari setiap orang.

Instead of finding himself in nerd heaven—where every nerd gets fifty-eight virgins to role-play with—he woke up in Robert Wood Johnson with two broken legs and a separated shoulder, feeling like, well, he'd jumped off the New Brunswick train bridge.

When we come to the hospital to give birth, we don't come as a Jew or an Arab; we come as a human being.

A hospital should also have a recovery room adjoining the cashier's office.

Sabrina Thomas clutched the leather-bound notebook to her chest and tried not to be impatient as the elevator in the south tower of Texas Hospital near downtown Dallas stopped once again on its climb to the eighteenth and top floor. But it was difficult. Dr. Cade Mathis, the bane of her existence, would reach Mrs. Ward's room first and then there'd be hell to pay. Sabrina jabbed the button to close the doors as soon as the last person stepped onto the already crowded elevator.

From where most hospital managers sit, Disney looks like a picnic compared to the fiscal, legal, and regulatory nightmare they face every day in a high-risk environment over which they have very little of the kind of control they would have at Disney.