The Future of Healthcare. I remember my first visit to the hospital; I must have been six or seven. Sitting upright on a bed in the emergency department looking at the Doctor holding a plain film of my neck and thorax up against a background light. Somewhere around my larynx was a dense, opaque and well circumscribed object consistent with a foreign body, aka the coin I had managed to swallow a few hours earlier. My mother looked horrified at the x-ray as the doctor explained how lucky I was ...