The post-op ward had a sign saying Intensive Care Unit
Apart from these two old iron lungs there were no sign of ICU facilities.
The ward was pretty crowded but had a good atmosphere.
These were our ubiquitous friends, even when they crawled up the leg
of your scrub pants.
They were always an excuse for eveyone to break out into a chorus of
"La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha, na na na na na na na".