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A Piece of My Mind
August 18, 2004

Healing in Spaces

JAMA. 2004;292(7):780. doi:10.1001/jama.292.7.780

My nursing training took place in one of those reliable, old-fashioned hospitals that still exist in small towns: squat and square with linoleum-lined hallways and front doors that push open and shut. There were seven floors stacked precisely on top of each other in that hospital; each had a north, south, east, and west wing with a nurses' station centered inside the rectangle of patient rooms. None of the staff there could glimpse the outside world, so they never knew if it was night or day.

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