"hospital" in the Big Book

My brother-in-law is a physician, and through his kindness and that of my mother I was placed in a nationally-known hospital for the mental and physical rehabilitation of alcoholics.

After a time I returned to the hospital.

Trembling, I stepped from the hospital a broken man.

At the hospital I was separated from alcohol for the last time.

While I lay in the hospital the thought came that there were thousands of hopeless alcoholics who might be glad to have what had been so freely given me.

Many times I have gone to my old hospital in despair.

In two months he was in a hospital, puzzled and humiliated.

He tried to regulate his drinking for a while, making several trips to the hospital meantime.

Within a week after leaving the hospital a fast-moving trolley car breaks his arm.

We first saw Fred about a year ago in a hospital where he had gone to recover from a bad case of jitters.

Far from admitting he was an alcoholic, he told himself he came to the hospital to rest his nerves.

One day we were told that he was back in the hospital.

Then came the hospital with unbearable mental and physical suffering.

One of these men, staff member of a worldrenowned hospital, recently made this statement to some of us: “What you say about the general hopelessness of the average alcoholic’s plight is, in my opinion, correct.

Had you offered yourselves as patients at this hospital, I would not have taken you, if I had been able to avoid it.

One night, when confined in a hospital, he was approached by an alcoholic who had known a spiritual experience.

Sometimes he drinks on the way home from the hospital.

In another case, an alcoholic was sent to a hospital for treatment.

One day they called up the head nurse of a local hospital.

That afternoon he put on his clothes and walked from the hospital a free man.

He consented, however, to go to the hospital, where he occupied the very room recently vacated by the lawyer.

They were willing, by day or night, to place a new man in the hospital and visit him afterward.

Many a man, yet dazed from his hospital experience, has stepped over the threshold of that home into freedom.

Impressed by those who visited him at the hospital, he capitulated entirely when, later, in an upper room of this house, he heard the story of some man whose experience closely tallied with his own.

these there is a well-known hospital for the treatment of alcoholic and drug addiction.

Arrangements were also made with the chief psychiatrist of a large public hospital to select still others from the stream of misery which flows through that institution.