T is for Tunnel.
A picture story about a hospital Tunnel.
My husband spent most of August and September last year in hospital, a journey that is recorded in my other blog
A journey to life. The last two weeks of his stay, he was discharged from the ward and the two of us stayed at the patients' hotel, in the hospital grounds. Every day we walked over to the main building for blood tests and check-ups. On good days we walked outside, but there was also an underground tunnel between the various buildings, and walking through it one rainy day I thought, there's a story here. So the next time I brought my pocket camera, because I didn't want to be too obvious. The quality is not the best in some of the pictures, because I didn't want to use the flash too much either.
I made a post of the pictures on the other blog in late September, but here I have added a few more pictures that I took later, and changed a few captions.
Hope you enjoy it!
One really wet day in late September,
we decided to stay dry in the tunnel.
Others obviously had the same idea.
Some had their own means of transportation,
either automatic,
or self powered.
Some already got a ride,
and someone else's ride is waiting.
Then of course some had to do it the hard way :-)
There are places to rest if needed.
But there is nowhere to hide -
you can even look around corners.
There are intersections,
and plenty of opportunities to take the wrong turn,
if you don't pay attention.
Sometimes I wonder what all the pipes are for,
and where they go,
or in some cases, don't go.
The tunnel provides extra storage space,
for things waiting for transportation to other hospitals,
and some to be used locally,
and then the one that got left behind.
In some places there is order,
while others step out of line,
and this one got away.
I wonder, what went on here?
Did someone decide to stay over after a late shift on a rainy night?
Or maybe there's a whole community living here in secret?
Almost at our destination.
The tunnel standard varies a lot,
it seems to get better the closer you get to the main building.
The tunnel has a lot of signs,
but the most mysterious one has to be this one,
and I have to explain it.
The word litterally means "bed rescue central".
Is this a new field in medicine?
Is it where "Code red" is shouted,
and CPR is performed on a bed that's about to collapse?
My imagination soars.
But,
with a slightly different intonation,
it takes on a totally different, and rather prosaic meaning:
"bed making central".
Escalators take us up the last two floors to our destination.
Go
here for more on the letter T.
