Today I was in one of my english courses at school which is a class focused entirely on Hemingway. One of the stories we read involved hospitals, and my teacher, (who is fond of taking "polls") asked if any of us either worked or had been in a hospital for more than a week at a time. My class is about 60 people and I dont like to speak in public, so I didn't raise my hand. I am sure people would say "oh you should have," but I didnt really feel like commenting on "hospitals" because I could write a whole book. He is also the type of teacher who would ask you why, etc, and I didn't feel comfortable explaining, well, anything at 9AM. Anyway, out of all those people only ONE person said they had been in the hospital for more than a week, and it was when they were like 8 or 9. Now who knows, maybe there was someone in that room like me, who didnt want to speak, but it just struck me how amazing it is that SO MANY people dont have health problems. Having this chronic health issue is just such a huge part of my life that it is hard to fathom people who really never have anything wrong with them....never even need to go to a hospital, just a "doctor's office" which always to me seemed so weird...there is nothing at that office! I mean what do regular people DO at the doctor if they feel fine? Haha. Anyway, everyone in the room seemed to have an idea of a hospital that was pretty cliche..."ER"-esque, COLD, stark, busy and rushed. I mean for the most part that is true...alot of people said "dark" and "cold,"....well, I dont really LIKE the hospital but it it not exactly dungeon-like such as these people described. It was funny, nobody really focused at all on the good things that hospitals do at all, and a girl who worked at Mass General (i'm in boston), said that it was not a fun place to work at all, not happy. I thought that was weird for someone who obviously works there for a reason. Hospitals arent necessarily great but sometimes they are rewarding (for workers) and personally when I am there and see the cancer kids who have spent the equivalent of half thier years there, it sobers me up and makes me realize it is all relative. On a day like today...and a lot of days, it is really hard though not to be jealous of all those poeople in my class who actually have the time and mind to worry about other things... I know we arent supposed to be jealous, but sometimes i just really am. -Caitlin20 yr old with cf