a. Explain the meaning of the metaphor in your own words.
The metaphor selected was “A hospital bed is a parked taxi with the meter running.
Groucho Marx. If think about it, this quote could mean something else too. While sitting in a
taxi without it moving, you pay money for it and the amount you pay is literally the same as
the amount it would take if the taxi actually took you somewhere. Many find this unfair and if
seen in that point of view, we could relate this quote to how many people have made the
healthcare industry a business where the profits, sadly, matter more than the health of the
patient itself. You might think that what I am saying is absurd, but horrifyingly, it is what our
generation is dealing with.
b. Narrate an experience of your life related to the selected metaphor. The text must be
minimum of 300 words.
More than six or seven years ago I don't remember the exact date very well, I had an
experience, and we were in the city with my brother, my father and my mother from Bogotá and
we needed to go to a hospital to visit. An uncle who had had open heart surgery, the hospital was
called Cardio Infantile, that's why we decided to call a taxi to go to said hospital, so the taxi driver
did us the favor of taking us.
When we arrived at Children's Cardio Hospital, almost my entire family was there, and we
asked how my uncle had been after the surgery. They told us that thanks to God and the Virgin
Mary he has been very well after the surgery, I remember very well that they had him in the room
where they left people coming out of surgery and that, to go in to visit him, they let in more of two
people to be able to see him and they also had to make an appointment and protect themselves
very well to avoid any contagion to the patients who were there.
Sometime later they let us in, as soon as I entered the room where they had him I felt
great sadness because seeing these people who had just come out of surgery and were lying on a
bed, filled me with a lot of nostalgia to see all these people, in especially my uncle who had him in
a bed, all this surprised me a lot, I got goose bumps, I was there about fifteen minutes later I went
out where the other relatives were, I told them, when he entered the room where they had him, I
really wanted to see him lying there and everything went out of place, but the most important
thing and what filled me with great joy, was that the operation came out very well and that he was
improving much more every day.
In closing, this was my experience that I had related to the metaphor that I selected, and
what I learned from this experience was that lying in a hospital bed lying down is where no one
wants to be, and what we should do is enjoy the life that God, It gives us every day we wake up.