There’s a story in the news about a woman who dropped dead in the waiting room of a hospital. She slid off the chair and ended up face down in the corner of the room. Nobody else in the room did anything. It was 45 minutes until another patient drew attention to the corpse. There’s video.
Maybe I’m fooling myself, but I’d like to think I’d have at least called out "Hey, you in the corner, face down on the floor, are you OK?" And maybe if there hadn’t been a response I’d have, oh, perhaps got off my ass for a couple of minutes and found someone appropriate to inform about the situation.
Then again, it was the psych ward. Maybe things work differently there.
From the contract you have to agree to:
And it’s still solving the wrong problem.
It’s called XDR-TB, eXtreme Drug Resistant TuBerculosis. It’s spread by droplets in the air—perhaps by a cough or a sneeze. There are no drugs to treat it. 98% of those infected, die within two weeks.
Currently in South Africa, but perhaps coming soon to a homeless person near you.