Now with my thoughts still in full gear, I almost missed the Medical Center stop; but managed to exit the tram car just before the doors closed again and took me on to parts unknown.Once on the ground, I took the glideway up to the hospital entrance, a low, block structure of pale yellow attached to a ten-story building with mirrored windows that presumably housed patients, operating rooms, and all that good stuff.So far in my brief lifetime, I hadn't the need to avail myself of hospital services, or even had the occasion to visit someone who had.Therefore my expectations remained on hold.
Entering the lobby proper, I passed through one of the laser detectors, but it, along with two others, seemed to be out of order.I went further into the lobby area and contacted Libby Farah for further
