I watched as each patient was called in to see the doctor—they walked in – then they were brought back out in wheelchairs.  But when it was my friend’s turn, she walked out on her own. Before leaving the doctor’s office, I gathered all the information I could think of to safely take my friend home.  A woman in the waiting room suggested my friend get a wheelchair – after all, it’s a long walk through the hospital, down the elevator then to the parking garage. We got the wheelchair.  A young volunteer pushed my friend along as we walked … Continue reading To the woman in the waiting room and the man in the parking garage…