This is the picture posting for my Honduran hospital experience journal, this really only gives you a taste of a 3rd world country hospital.

Here's the reception desk, there was a window, but it seems only those with an appt can go to that window...but we thought we did have one! Alisa was invaluable, as there was very little english spoken here, and John speaks even less spanish than I do!!!

This is stage 2 waiting area, after you are called to triage, then given another number, you come and wait outside one of these doors to see a doctor, very few places to sit for the number of patients!
This was a sweet little lady who sits outside the double doors that go to the inpatient wards. She sells little bottles, has her left leg amputated because of diabetes. She lives at the hospital because all her family is gone now. The staff find food to give her, but I don't think she's officially a patient any longer.
This is a picture of the emergency room, but the inpatient wards were very similar, many beds having just a curtain to separate them from the hallway