Pride shone through the Mayor's eyes as he announced the 2 million € project to the press and to the world. It had been a hard fought battle, but at last Littleknown was to get a hospital complex to rival the big university medical schools scattered around the country.
"This is fantastic news both for the region and for our town. The new centre will thrust us onto the forefront of many medical battles and provide a much-needed economic booster for our town. It will put Littleknown not only onto the map, but right at its centre, and will provide hundreds if not thousands of jobs over the next ten years. We couldn't have hoped for anything better."
Watching this the few remaining patients at the Littleknown Cottage Hospital didn't feel any of the pride of their Mayor. To be honest the news scarcely touched them. All they felt was immense gratitude for the small staff of the local cottage hospital who gave their all to help make their final days, weeks, months, - for some even years - such a positive experience. Little did they know that they were witnessing their own demise. Unknown to them the price for this wonderful, progressive, colossal piece of anonymous, technological brilliance would be the closure of their little piece of paradise.
Hospitals is the theme of this week's Sunday Scribblings. If you click here, you'll hopefully not end up in one.
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