Waiting for something to happen in a hospital, or doctor’s office for that matter, seems to be woven into the fabric of our lives. Wake up and live and sooner or later you will find yourself waiting for some service for yourself or, as it is today, for someone I have brought to the hospital. In this case it is a 90 year old woman who, when it comes to this kind of situation, has the patience of a flea. The waiting alone is tiring for her. It’s tiring for me. I’m on her side.

As a small distraction, there is usually a trivia question (and answer) provided for the entertainment of those sentenced to wait. Is it just me, or is there a touch of irony in the juxtaposition of the red sigh and the hand lettered question? I, of course, missed the question, obviously thinking more time was spent waiting in doctor’s offices, but the correct answer was “Talking on the phone”. I believe some independent research is called for in the matter.
Don’t you think some wall paper would be nice? A plant? Thank God there was no TV.

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  1. Either impatient or possibly impatient because she has the feeling she is putting others out waiting FOR her. Anyway… add one more to her side as I HATE waiting for doctors. The come early by 30 minutes and then wait those 30 minutes until your official apt time – then another 30 more in the office past your apt time – then another 30 in some doctor’s exam room drives me nuts! Thanks for being a trooper and going with her though, her grand-daughter appreciates it!Michelle

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