Wow, I usually like to explore KPPC with my friends every so often. And we just so happened to be by Buildings 1 & 3 when we saw this bike in the trees. The crazy thing is that it was still fully in tact.
I think I was born at this "hospital" in 1965 and kept as a ward of the state until I was adopted. Would anyone have any more info on records from then? I know!! It's been a very long time, but I just recently found this information. Thanks.
When I worked in the Emergency Room I carried a clothes pin to hold the curtains closed when I had to insert catheters or do other procedures that would expose the patient.
Those clocks were so annoying. They "ticked" really loudly and at certain times of the day they stopped so that all of the hospital clocks could be synchronized. You'd look up for the time and the dang thing would be stationary. Then it would jump to the hour and go back to normal operation.
Most likely the liquids in the containers were for preserving the removed organs. During autopsies sometimes the entire organ is removed for study and placed in a tupperware like container and covered with liquid that preserves the organ. At least that is my best nurse's guess. Embalming is not done at the time of autopsy. The funeral director does the embalming.
Time Wounds All Heels.
You remind me of the coma woman who just gave birth. Well the incident reminded me you remind me that helpless folks live on with the damage done.
I wasn't at Gaebler but I was isolated from age 5 until I was 12. I was in protective then foster care and among people but never allowed to interact and put in a room alone as often as it was possible to do so.
Before age five my family wasn't much better.
Hi all! Haven't looked in quite a while. Good to be back. Still amazing how, although the stories of these places are always sad, the colors remain vibrant!