Imaginative Journey.

The woman sat. As the piercing beeps grew louder and louder and the doctors and nurses rushed in - she sat. She didn't speak, she didn't cry, she didn't laugh and she didn't try to help. She just sat.
As the minutes turned into hours and the hours into days, the nurses worried - the bed was needed; after all it was only a public hospital. They'd offered care, consolidation, coffee and counselling, but nothing seemed to get her to move. 'What do you say?' They wondered. How do you say "Look I'm sorry, I know your husbands just died but we really need the bed so - if you could please go ho…