I am thankful for hospitals.
It seems that the older I get, the more time I spend in hospitals – either visiting someone there or giving someone a ride to the hospital for tests. Most of us assume that we will always have access to a hospital when we need it. Think you might be having a heart attack? Call 9-1-1, and they’ll get you there. If you appear to be having a stroke or seizure, someone else will be doing the calling, but you will still end up in the nearest hospital. No one really wants to go to the hospital emergency room, but I’m very thankful that hospitals are there when we need them.