This is my twenty-sixth hospital quilt, made almost entirely
from donated fabric and scraps from my own stash. (I purchased six yards of a red
polka-dot print for the back, plus a yard of the cream/gold for setting
triangles.) Just a few hours after my mother and I presented it to the hospital
quilters to be quilted, we received emails telling us the hospital volunteer
program has been temporarily suspended, until “the risk of the virus spreading
is no longer a concern in our communities.” It wasn’t a surprise - I’d actually
come to the decision on my own that I wouldn’t be coming in - but it’s sad nonetheless.
The piano in the lobby is perfectly capable of playing itself. But without the
army of volunteers to man information desks, to run the gift shop, to comfort
babies, give directions, deliver flowers and even shuttle visitors in a golf
cart, the hospital must be a very different place.
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