By Michelle Kaczmarek / Assistant Features EditorYou're alone in a room for two, if you are lucky. There is one red button next to each bed, wiring that bed to assistance and care. Each bed is freshly made and has its own sterile curtain for privacy - and maybe propriety. There is no television and there is no computer, and although in an age of technology this may be an anomaly, to have both, or even one, would be excessive.Along the east hallway, in the basement of Cushing, these rooms line up, one after the other, waiting for students to fill their empty beds. The first room is occupied at the moment; a cursory side glance shows the smiling patient lying under the covers, with the cause of the smile apparent: a break in the monotony in the form of visitors.
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