St. Paul's Hospital

I came here as a result of a bad case of sushi food poisoning, but I'm glad I ended up here rather than somewhere else. Everyone here was exceptionally friendly, from the nurse who brought me 8 additional blankets because my blood vessels were dialated from my body going into shock and I was cold, to the doctor who fixed me up. To give another example, Angie wanted to get some food and water from a vending machine, but it would only take canadian money, and we had none. We also needed money to put into the parking meter for the car parked outside the hospital. The lady lying down next to me in the ER overheard our little dilemma and immediately offered to give us 20 canadian dollars, no strings attached. Even when we tried to convince her not to and offered her american money in exchange, she wouldn't have it, and insisted we take it for free. It must take an extraordinary amount of compassion to worry about other people when you yourself are lying sick in a hospital bed, but this is the type of vibe I got from everyone here.