In all honesty, it was quite depressing how little hospitals changed since the forties. Peggy had walked these same cooridors eighty years or so earlier. They even kept the pain killers in the same place, which was good. For one reason or another, morphine was a lot harder to get ahold of, especially without a prescription, and advil was no longer dulling the bullet hole in her side. She found that a hospital pharmacy was easier to 'borrow' medications from than the one on the corner of happy and healthy.
