Prs Hospital

Killippalam is always busy, and being right here at Prs Hospital, we see it all from our windows. The traffic never really stops outside. Inside, it's a bit quieter but there’s still that constant hum of machines and people talking in the hallways. We've been here for a good while now. Most days start early with the staff checking the charts and getting the rooms ready. It isn’t a fancy place with marble floors or anything like that. It’s just a hospital where we do the work that needs doing. Sometimes the waiting area gets crowded, especially on Monday mornings when everyone seems to have something going on. We have wooden benches that have been here since I can remember. The nurses are usually running around with clipboards. People from around the neighborhood know us by name, which is nice. It’s a lot of long shifts and drinking tea when there’s a spare five minutes. We try to keep the place clean, though the rain sometimes brings in mud from the street. It’s just a regular part of life in Killippalam. We deal with the usual stuff like fevers and checkups. There’s always someone coming through the doors needing help with something. It’s tiring work but it’s what we do here. No big speeches or anything, just a lot of doctors and assistants trying to get through the day and help the folks who live nearby.