A visit to a hospital A visit to a hospital does not give us any kind of pleasure. It leaves a depressing effect on one who visits it. A hospital is the home for the sick and the suffering. Last Sunday, I happened to visit the local Civil Hospital. My friend, Santos had met with an accident. He had got a head injury. His left leg had also been fractured. I had earlier visited him twice. But my first two visits were brief. This time, I had decided to see all the wards and rooms. I therefore, had a general round of the hospital. The main building of the hospital was neat and clean. The rooms were airy and well ventilated. On my left was the enquiry room. A lady receptionist was on duty there. There was a small medical store adjacent to it. Then I saw the casualty room. Here all cases of emergency were attended upon. A young man was brought on a stretcher. His shirt and trousers were covered with blood. He had met with an accident. As I went further, I saw separate wards for different kinds of diseases. One was the E.N.T. department. Here disease of eye, nose and throat were attended to. The other was orthopedic department. Here all cases of bone fracture were attended to. A small child was crying. His right leg was plastered.. As I entered the heart of the building, I saw scores of people lying in their beds. It was the general ward. All the patients looked pale and sad. I was sad to see the suffering patients. Neatly dressed nurses and the doctors were doing their job. There was silence and gloom everywhere. The hospital presented a cheerless sight. As I came out of the hospital. I heaved a sigh of relief.
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