Sunday the day of rest...or at least that's what it's suppose to be. Unfortunately I couldn't.
I spent the hours from 9-11am at the hospital. No one worry I'm okay my brother was the one who was in need of medical assistance. He has that bug that everyone's been getting and I think there's two now. One that consists of a cold and fever and the other of vomiting and the runs...well my brother got both at the same time. The child is only 6 and well I have to say he took his illness like a man. Either way if you've ever been to the Military Hospital the wait is at least an hour and that's if there's no one there. I spent a lovely hour there and served no purpose whatsoever except entertaining my brother. Once they called him as you know siblings are not allowed only parents or guardians. So for the next 2 hours I got to sit in the waiting room with next to nothing to do. For the first hour I listened to (and bless you Peter for letting me burn this) Gundam Wing Operation 1. The quiter violin filled tracks not the more guitar ones. The violin just seemed to be appropriate. Then a gentle faced black woman I'm guessing in her late 40s earlier 50s sat next to me and being polite I decided to take of my headphones. Well as soon as I did this she struck up a conversation with me involving schools of her day and schools now. She said that she thought the SAT was a crock because it was putting a child's entire future on one test not their overall grades and achievements. So she sat and talked to me until they called her--the poor woman had twisted her ankel so I absolutley HAD to help her. As she was going in my brother was comming out. I told her it had been a pleasure talking with her and that I hoped I'd see her again. She then complimented my mother on what a polite child she had raised and bid me a good day. So the trip to the hospital wasn't a complete waiste of time.
I spent the hours from 9-11am at the hospital. No one worry I'm okay my brother was the one who was in need of medical assistance. He has that bug that everyone's been getting and I think there's two now. One that consists of a cold and fever and the other of vomiting and the runs...well my brother got both at the same time. The child is only 6 and well I have to say he took his illness like a man. Either way if you've ever been to the Military Hospital the wait is at least an hour and that's if there's no one there. I spent a lovely hour there and served no purpose whatsoever except entertaining my brother. Once they called him as you know siblings are not allowed only parents or guardians. So for the next 2 hours I got to sit in the waiting room with next to nothing to do. For the first hour I listened to (and bless you Peter for letting me burn this) Gundam Wing Operation 1. The quiter violin filled tracks not the more guitar ones. The violin just seemed to be appropriate. Then a gentle faced black woman I'm guessing in her late 40s earlier 50s sat next to me and being polite I decided to take of my headphones. Well as soon as I did this she struck up a conversation with me involving schools of her day and schools now. She said that she thought the SAT was a crock because it was putting a child's entire future on one test not their overall grades and achievements. So she sat and talked to me until they called her--the poor woman had twisted her ankel so I absolutley HAD to help her. As she was going in my brother was comming out. I told her it had been a pleasure talking with her and that I hoped I'd see her again. She then complimented my mother on what a polite child she had raised and bid me a good day. So the trip to the hospital wasn't a complete waiste of time.
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