I’ve been all over these two hospitals, but for ‘Radiation Therapy’
one goes to the floors ‘below’ of Princess Margaret. Nothing menacing about the décor, as it is the superior hotel
in terms of guest seating. Downstairs,
where we get sizzled, is no exception.
Pale walls, fish tanks, and caramel coloured club
chairs all make the area very inviting. It is not unlike, though not as nice as, the first class
lounge at Pearson. Yet there are newspapers and magazines strewn everywhere and
people look fairly relaxed, in the loungey way of being in limbo before the
final destination. As an added touch, there are little juice cups laid out on
the side tables. And I think there may have been biscuits.
But here’s the best part. Upon descending the wide
staircase, the passenger passes by an information kiosk. Rather than talk to a
human, we scan a card that was presented to us during the preliminary
appointment. On the screen my name
comes up, and the unit to which I’m assigned. 15B. Then on another screen it lists the various available units,
and their status.
Perhaps someone is running late? So I look for 15B and there
it is. ‘On Time’.
First class all
the way.
Don't forget the fishtanks and the leafy forest wall paper.
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