Hospital Quotes
Hospital Quote of the day
Getting out of the hospital is a lot like resigning from a book club. You're not out of it until the computer says you're out of it.
And it's hard to hate someone once you understand them.
URGE is a grassroots charity. We organized to get some incubators to give to the hospital for the kids. We donate money to orphanages.
I have noticed that doctors who fail in the practice of medicine have a tendency to seek one another's company and aid in consultation.
I watched Titanic when I got back home from the hospital, and cried. I knew that my IQ had been damaged.
I would rather be kept alive in the efficient if cold altruism of a large hospital than expire in a gush of warm sympathy in a small one.
Procedures outside the stadiums and in the parking areas still need to be optimized, for example so that emergency medical services can leave the grounds on their way to the hospital faster.
I was a very sickly kid. While I was in the hospital at age 7, my Dad brought me a stack of comic books to keep me occupied. I was hooked.
When traveling in rural Africa, it's important to not actually *go* to a hospital until the patient is on the brink of expiration, otherwise things are apt to get worse.
The current medical records system is this: Room after room after room in a hospital filled with paper files.
When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.
Such is the demographic paradox of a junior physician's relationship with his patients: I worry about how to extend their lives. This anxiety inevitably shortens my own.
The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.
Smartphones can relay patients' data to hospital computers in a continuous stream. Doctors can alter treatment regimens remotely, instead of making patients come in for a visit.
This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.
Or maybe watching you enjoy a carefree summer while you fell in love was what kept me out of the hospital in the first place.
The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.
You missed it when you pay more attention to the damaged car in the mechanic shop than the sick human being in the hospital.
By the time she awoke she couldn’t even remember if she had a dream or a nightmare. There had only been a deathlike peace.
Now to tell ya about our fellow inmates. Pay attention because there are a bunch of us an’ we each have a story.
There’s one last reason why none of us ever tries to escape. There are a few of us who just don’t have anywhere else to go.
I was taught that the most hardworking nurse is found at the dirtiest part of the clinical ward.
Working on the summit of Mauna Kea was comparable to working on the hospital pulmonary ward with sick people sucking on oxygen cylinders.
Lady, you have the wrong number. Our cat isn't even in the hospital. He doesn't want pajamas.
Lately I find myself staring at people’s faces... I find myself frantically searching through the crowds for one face. I don’t find that face
Long gone are the days when hospital stays and surgeries made up the bulk of seniors' annual medical expenses.
Today, medical devices such as catheters and stethoscopes use silver, and every hospital in the western world uses silver sulfadiazine to prevent infections.
My book contains texts that I wrote during college, medical school and during my residency of neurosurgery. I could set the book �Thoughts from the hospital" as clippings thoughts
We are not able to express ourselves in a hospital, even when seriously ill, we don�t have time.
Hospital life--with its byzantine array of moving parts layered atop the unpredictable rhythms of illness--is a permanent state of flux.
The Church is not merely a hospital or a halfway house to check in and out for weekend visits.
One either cares what others think about him, or cares what others think he thinks about them. If you want to find someone who doesn't care in the slightest what anyone thinks, try a lunatic asylum.
Many a death was precipitated by the food, the job, or the medication whose main function was to postpone it.
There is no real bravery in getting paid to save someone's life. However, there is a large amount of bravery in a nurse break dancing at the hospital's Christmas party.
From that day on I go to each door in turn and sing the three songs that I remember from school. Within a few days I'm overwhelmed how happy they appear to be when they hear or recognize me.
We'd been assured it wouldn't be painful, though she might experience 'discomfort, ' a term beloved of the medical profession that seems to be a synonym for agony that isn't yours.
Have I..." I venture, terrified of the potential answer. "Have I gone mad?" "No, no, no." She says. "Okay, oui, peut-être, that depends. Maybe you have gone a little mad, and only for a little spell.
I have schizophrenia. I am not schizophrenia. I am not my mental illness. My illness is a part of me.
If you have a strong stomachread on.
It wasn't until I worked in the Perth Hospital kitchen in the 1970s that I began hearing stories about the ghosts that haunted their halls at night.
He just wanted to see what a girl who was crazy enough to kill herself looked like.
He said that I have to remember that even though I've changed a lot in here, I'm going back to a world that hasn't changed
At the end of the second week they were still working and Arretapec, Conway and their patient were being talked, whistled, cheeped and grunted about in every language in use at the hospital.
It reminded me of how children always thought too big