The Waiting Room
Date: Jan 29th, 2012 2:48:06 pm - Subscribe
Mood: off
The only sound was the quiet murmur of 6 people in a room. A few looked at the door. Others looked at the floor for a time, then glanced at the door, then back to the floor. Across from me was an older man with a cowboy hat and cowboy boots. He was leaning back on his chair with his eyes closed. I felt some kind of sense of anticipation. I looked at the door, then the floor. I tried to remember what I was waiting for, but before I had thought for very long about that, the door swung open. A nurse with a clipboard stood in the doorway and announced, "Mrs. Pettiford? Is there a Mrs. Pettiford here?" A woman a few seats down from me stood up, looked back at her seat for a moment, then walked toward the door. The two disappeared behind the closed again door.
Back to the murmur. Breathing. An occasional cough. I turned and looked at the door. I looked back at the old cowboy. His eyes were shut again. I searched through my memories for something to help make sense of this. For a moment, I thought I heard a quiet beeping sound beyond the door. Perhaps a machine of some sort? I felt the time inch by. My mind started to drift, but was pulled back as the door opened again. "Sam Millington? We're ready for Sam Millington." A man across the room stood up, adjusted his pants, and followed the woman into the unknown.
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