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I am sitting in Arlina’s hospital room waiting for her to come back from her radiation treatment. The Radiation Oncology Center (“The Roc”) is just across the street from the hospital, in the basement of the Cancer Center. It takes more time for her to get on the gurney to go over than it does for the actual treatment—it’s only about three minutes long. She should be back soon.

Sitting in this room day after day is a very isolating experience. The only familiar things are the things you bring with you, and even then it seems foreign. There is TV, but only 10 channels. There is no internet access—nothing at all for non-employees anywhere in the hospital. I am lucky—I can walk downstairs to my office (which is how I will post this), but anyone else has to go to Starbucks or something. I once suggested that the hospital provide wireless access for patient families, but they just laughed. I was serious though, and I’m going to suggest it again. If the Flying J truck stop can provide free wireless access for passing truckers, a hospital ought to be able to do the same for patients and their families. They always to laugh at my suggestions, and then adopt them three years later.

( no pictures for you today, just blah, blah, blah. )