I’ve been in a lot of waiting rooms.
When I googled “Waiting Room,” just for ideas to write, many articles popped up. I thought it oddly funny that an empty, sterile room could inspire so many articles.
But it did inspire a book for myself, so I suppose it is not that funny.
There is an article on “What to do in a hospital waiting room.” The list was as follows:
Play games on your smart phone.
Take up knitting or crochet.
Keep a journal.
Write thank you notes.
Catch up on your reading.
Listen to a podcast, standup comedy, or audio book.
Sure, I could find ways to occupy my time, but the truth is, I couldn’t even focus on what I was trying to pass the time with.
Waiting can be exhausting. It is a different kind of tired. Mind, body, and soul are out of balance, daily routines are off, and worry just won’t leave one alone.
Even when you try to sleep, you can’t because your mind is reeling (plus you are in an uncomfortable waiting room chair).
“Is he going to live?” was always my concern for my brother as I waited for the verdict. I couldn’t focus on anything else. I was at the ready to do whatever my brother, who was my best friend, needed or wanted me to do.
Waiting for the doctor to come out with the report stretched on and on. My dad always said, “Hurry up and wait,” and he sure was right.
It’s not about me in the waiting room. It’s about my brother in ICU who is struggling for every breath he takes.
I can wait. He’s fighting the battle.
Other articles I found while researching are about “relaxing, less stress, and taking breaks” in the waiting room.
Whoever wrote it must never have been in a waiting room and truly, well…waited.
Just wait here. We’ll tell you if he lives.
See how this gal waited and remained loyal to her brother while secretly fighting her own battles in The Waiting Room by Anonymous Gent, available on Amazon.
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