This is a bad condition

Last year, I took my mother to the hospital because her breathing was labored.  She is ninety and that is not a great sign. I was thinking she was having heart difficulties.  I had all kinds of serious feelings going through me, and I was scared. After sitting in the emergency room for 6 hours, they told us they were going to put her in the observation ward for twenty-several hours.  It had been a sizzling and sweaty 6 hours, because the air conditioner wasn’t functioning respectfully. When they did get someone there, the A/C turned on and it got terribly cold. As they wheeled Dad to the observation room, I went home for a couple hours of sleep.  I couldn’t think the room they had her in. It was ungodly sizzling in there, and there wasn’t a temperature control to get any cool air. She hates being cold, however even she was dripping with sweat. They hadn’t changed her clothing, and she was still in the clothing both of us brought her in, the afternoon before.  There was a potty chair in the room, and that was her lavatory. The smell was horrendous, because there wasn’t any ventilation. They only had sliding glass doors, so now there was no air conditioner, no ventilation and no privacy. I provided her the wash clothes I had brought with me, helped her to clean in the small basin that was a sink, and I helped her to dress, and ten seconds later, I had her in the hallway, where the air quality was impeccable and the A/C was laboring, and both of us walked out of the hospital.

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