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康复医院里的婚礼Where Love Lands（第1页）

康复医院里的婚礼WhereLoveLands

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伊丽莎白·库伯-罗斯ElisabethKubler-Ross

Nooneknowswherelove’swingswilllaurnsupiunusualspots.TherewasnothingmthadesdedupoionhospitalinaLosAngelessuburb—ahospitalwheremostofthepatientsoveoftheiro>

&affheardtheheocry.Theadministratorwasinshock，butfromthenon，HarryMaaramawouldblessitasodaysiirelife.

roubleeretheygoiheweddingdress?Hekaffwouldfindaway，andwhenoneofhiseered，Harrywasrelieved.Hewaobethefidayiwoofhispatients—JuanaandMichael.

Michaelstrappedinhiswheeldbreathingthroughhisventilator，appearedatHarry’soffi.

“Harry，Iwamarried，”

Miounced.

“Married?”

Harry’smouthdroppedopen.Howseriouswasthis?“Towho?”

Harryasked.

“ToJuana，”

Michaelsaid.“We’reinlove.”

Love.Lovehadfounditswaythroughthehospitaldoors，overtwobodiesthatrefusedtoworkfortheiroeheirhearts—despitethefactthatthetwopatieofeedorselves，requiredventilatorsjusttobreathandeverwalkagain.Michaelhadspinalmuscularatrophy;Juanahadmultiplesclerosis.

Justhowseriousthismarriageideawas，becamequiteapparentulledouttheeringandbeamedashehadn’tdoneinyears.Infact，thestaffhadneverseeerMichael，whohadbeeheamenHarry’semployeeshadeverworkedwith.

ThereasonforMigerwasuawenty-fiveyears，hehadlivedhislifeatamediterwherehismotherhadplacedhimatagenineandvisitedhimseveraltimesaweekuntilshedied.Heysuy，whocussedouthisiatleasthefelthehadfamilyatthehospital.Thepatientswerehisfriends.

Thereevenhadbeenagirloinasqueakywheelchairwhohewassurehadeyedhim.Butshehadthedafterspehanhalfhislifethere，goiayeither.

&erwasg，andMichaeledtoliveattherehabilitationhospital，farfromhisfriendsandworse，farfromBetty.

That’swheuroarecluse.Hewouldfromhisroom.Heleftitdark.Hisfriehantwohourstoseehim.ButMichael’sspiritssaggedsolow，noonecouldreachhim.

Andthen，oneday，hewaslyinginbedwhenheheardafamiliargsoundingdowsousame，a，squeakihatgirl，Juana，hadusedattheterwhereheusedtolive.

Thesqueakihisdoor，andJuanapeeredioeoutdoorswithher.HewasintriguedandfromthemomeJuanaagain，itwasasthoughshebreathedlifeba.

åatthedblueskiesagaiopartithehospital’sres.HespenthwithJuana.Hisroomwassunnyandlight.AndthenheaskedJuana，who’dbeenlivinginawheelceagetwenty-four，ifshewouldmarryhim.

Juanahadalreadyhadatoughlife.Sheulledoutofschoolbeforefinishihirdgrade，becauseshecollapseda.Hermother，thinkingsheedheraround.Shelivedihermotherwouldn’twantheraheosellenough，sheedhouse“likealittlemaid.”

&heageoftwenty-four，likeMichael，shehadatrayjusttobreatheandthatasofficiallydiaghmultiplesclerosis.Bythetimeshewasthirty，shehadmovedintoahospitalwithround-the-clockcare.

SowhenMichaelaskedherthebigquestiohinkshedlethepaieasing.

&oldmehelovedme，andIwassoscared，”

shesaid.“Ithoughthelayihme.Buthetoldmeitwastrue.Hetoldmehelovedme.”

Oine’sDay，Juanaworeaweddingdressmadeofwhitesatihpearlbeadsandcutlooseenoughtodrapearoundawheeldaventilator.Juanawasrolledtothefrontoftheroom，assistedbyHarry，whavethebrideaway.Herfacestreamed>

Michaelwhiteshirt，blackJadabowtiethatfitray.Hebeamed>

Nursesfilledthedooratieheroom.Anoverflowofhospitalemployeesspilledintothehalls.Sobseeveryeroftheroom.Ial’shistory，notwopeople—livingtheirlivesboundtowheelchairs—hadevermarried.

&Yamaguchi，thehospital’sreleader，hadplahing.Employeeshaddoheirowobuytheredandwhiteballoons，matgflowers，andanarchwaydottedwithleaves.Jahehospitalchefmakeathree-tiered，lemon-filledweddiingthiredaphotographer.