We then were called to the next waiting area – no automatic doors, but a constant stream of doctors and nurses calling out names and ushering people through, people complaining about how long they’d had to wait, the phone ringing and people talking loudly. I read a few pages whilst being alternately amused and irritated and shivering. This went on for several minutes until his mother came and took him away. One small boy was fascinated by the doors and kept walking in front of them saying “close” when they opened which meant that they stayed open. The green chairs are next to the entrance doors that open automatically each time someone goes near, and it was a wet, windy day.
Then we were told to sit on the green chairs whilst waiting to go to the next waiting area. First off we had to use the hand spray to prevent catching, spreading the swine flu germs – how that works I don’t understand given that once you’re in you have to touch chairs, doors etc. Reading in a hospital waiting room is an exercise in concentration. Both Wolf Hall and The Children’s Book are heavy hardbacks and wouldn’t fit in my handbag so instead I picked up one of my library books – Faceless Killers by Henning Mankell and started to read that. I finished Among the Mad by Jacqueline Winspear (more about that in a later post) and my plan after that was to go back to reading one of the books shown on the sidebar – Wolf Hall or The Children’s Book.īut it didn’t work out like that, because I went with D to a hospital appointment and needed a book to read whilst waiting. I sort of stuck to my plan and am still reading Karen Armstrong’s The Case for God. Last Sunday I wrote that I was going to concentrate on reading just two books at a time concentrating on reading one non-fiction and one fiction.
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