My grandmother was admitted to the ER yesterday. She’s fine, most of her symptoms were resolved, and she was admitted to be placed under observation. The crux of the matter — of course — is that the hospital was completely out of beds. So she overnighted in the ER gurney.
The best part of the day yesterday was the blankets. We asked for an extra, and got two. We were then told that if my grandmother was using them, they couldn’t be taken away.
For some reason it seemed so funny. There are no beds, but there are extra blankets. Apparently neither happens very often.