What are Belgian hospitals like?

They are old (would you expect something different in Gent?), they are grey - mixed with some brownish- and confusing through too may doors. But they are multinational! Of course, everyone was speaking English when we entered the hopsital plus the nurse was serving Pat in Spanish a bit later - not to forget the German words every Belgian knows!
Anyhoo, I actually wanted to start explaing why we spend our time answering stupid questions, reading French and Dutch magazine in the "Wachtkammer" instead of doing some nice sight seeing in Gent, having a coffee and visiting the market as originally planned. (For all Germans: "Wachtkammer" sounds frightening but is just the "Wartezimmer":)

Pat had some pain in her big toe whist putting pressure on her foot during walking. On Sunday she rarely made it through her tiny room and therefore decided to see a doctor. I mentioned before the stupid questions we had to answer in the hospital. I am refering to the nurse who truely ask Pat whether the pain might come from the shoes she was wearing. I did not doupt the competence of Belgian nurses before, but at this moment my attitude just turned around. Especially when they discovered through an x-ray photograph that Pat's foot was indeed broken!

We could not believe it, nor could Pat!