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On February 18, 2008 my husband entered the hospital and did not return home until May 27, 2008. Since I've always been blessed with good health, this was my first experience with the institutional side of healthcare. When asked to describe my experience, I began to realize that the best metaphor was that I felt like the only sober person at a party that had been going on for years!
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