If I'm my own doctor, why was I admitted into the hospital/. It is definitely not like the Ritz-Carlton, even though you're paying through the nose. I was given no choice of rooms when being admitted. The view out the window is a brick wall, and I'm stuck with it. No choice of view, roommate or bed. No chance to try the mattress. And this time my bed was hard. Is there a special company that manufactures mattresses for hospitals? Do they stuff them with cement? Rocks? Sometimes my home remedies work, and sometimes they don't. But sometimes the doctors don't score to well either. Notice the word practice, the doctor has a practice, and he practicing medicine on us. We truly are complex human beings. We are not like a pair of socks. One size fits all. The consequences from my own home remedies will make you laugh and will help you to recognize that many times you can do some things for yourself. That line ask their doctor, "When can I stop taking this drug?" And the second, "Is this drug poison?" The many consultations with doctors, and the times I was admitted into the hospital, and the unusually way I handled some situations will prove to be informative, amusing, and joyful reading. If I were a doctor, in many cases I would comfort my hurting patients with the tremendously powerful words, 'You will get better.'