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Originally Posted by gongoozler
Forrest said, "life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get" but life is like a roll of toilet paper, "The closer you get to the end, the faster it goes!"
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I have heard that from people here in the Villages and elsewhere. I volunteered at the Veterans' Hospital in Reno, Nevada for a year of Saturdays around 1976-1977 to see if I wanted to go into medicine. This was in the intensive care unit across from the psychiatric wing. The nurses there heard that I had an art show at Earl Wooster High School and suggested I draw the patients. There was an excellent photographer of people visited the Veterans' Hospital. I would borrow these snapshots and draw them for the patients. I must have done 20 or so of these. Unfortunately, many of the patients in the intensive care were on their last months of life. They still kept the pictures up of the people who had passed and also recruited an art student to draw the patients who came after I left.
We had patients in 1977 from the Spanish American war through the Vietnam era. The Vietnam era patient had had a pool stick thrust into his brain after he had decided to imitate a walrus and some extremely stupid friend decided to bump into him as a joke.