So weird, I had a dream featuring this place a year ago. Except I was in the hospital-the doctors were in here having meetings about the patient's cases.
A great space, such a shame. I love the windowed alcove. Too bad this place didn't reincarnate like what's been done to alot of old factories in MA-made into condos or apartments.
Any time there's a needle involved, I guess some people could possibly consider that torture. I hate needles and I get tortured by normal technicians in normal labs when I have to have bloodwork done for my thyroid. This isn't the Inquisition, people. It's okay to have imaginations, but please keep them in fiction where they belong.
it's my understanding (from talking with some folks who lived in this area for decades) that when the patients were released from this hospital and another one nearby that the patients were at a loss and wanted to return because they were institutionalized, sheltered, cared for (to various extents), and didn't know how to live outside. a lot became wandering homeless. i am certain many people had horrible experiences in these institutions--on the other hand they had a purpose and a lot of caregivers are the most amazing people i've ever met. all that said, these are incredible, fascinating, textural, moody photographs that i'm really grateful i can look at.
They are demolishing the main building, called old main. They're just looking for the money to do it. I'm pretty sure the morgue will be demolished too.
In western society you have two attitudes about death mainly.Those who live in terror of it or these stupid kids who deny it's horror.Neither of these attitudes are healthy.One should not live in terror of the inevitable but on the other hand being obsessed with it and saying it is nothing is not a good outlook either.
Ah, anna. I remember what it was like to be young. No worries, the parents were old at forty. And the whole problem therein? These arrogant children have never had a major death experience. When that does happen to them, and it will, they will finally understand. Until then, we can continue to rail at them, but it will not do any good. Until.....
although i have attended many a death, i have never once been to the morgue in the hospital that i work in. All i can say about these teeny bobbing *asshats* that think its *cool* to have such blantant disregard should try taking care of someone thats in the end stage of life, get to know them, listen to their cries of pain, then hold their hand when its their time to leave this world, hold the family members in your arms and let their tears wet your shoulders, go home and cry yourself, come back the next day and do it again. Then come on here and tell me all about it.