My view for nearly three hours
When I first arrived at the ER the ambulance was bringing in a white guy in a orange jump suit. I didn’t think anything of it as I was in a bad way at the time. In the waiting room I stood in the corner. Four other people were in there. A black woman with her older daughter came in after, both nice looking. I caught from the admit nurse part of the conversation. The daughter had braces recently installed. There was a sharp wire on the braces and they had come to the emergency room. Good grief! I was called in. Laying on the bed in cubicle four I could hear conversations next to me. Sounded like two law officers talking back and forth and thought maybe they had brought someone in? Anyway later a black guy is wheeled in on a gurney, he too in a orange jumpsuit. I see hand cuffs on his wrist and ankle. “Oh my goodness these guys are prisoners!!” My mind goes to movies I’ve seen where prisoners fake a illness so they get taken to the hospital where they escape and take hostages. I want out of there anytime soon. When I left three hours later no one was in the waiting room except a black guy who was still sitting in the corner playing on his cell phone. He was one of the original four from the beginning. What, he just hangs out in a hospital ER waiting room to get out of the cold wind?
I spent the night in the hospital parking lot and slept well.