Wednesday, 20 July 2011

From a Hospital Waiting Room

Waiting room, silence broken by hushed whispers. Outside, the sky hangs heavy and grey over the red brick buildings. His big hand is warm, he curls his fingers around mine and squeezes. A small gesture that speaks volumes. She comes with clipboard and calls his name. He gets to his feet and quickly leaves the room. Silence resumes.

"Don't say this is good and that is bad. Drop all discrimination. Accept everything as it is." - Osho

12 comments:

Susannah said...

Observations from a routine appointment at the local hospital today. I wrote them as three separate stones, but they became one here. :-)

Barb said...

Thank goodness routine. I felt the hush reading it.

Hildred and Charles said...

I love your captured 'moments' Susannah, and this one is especially poignant.

Susannah said...

Thanks everyone. :-)

Good to see you. x

Kim Nelson said...

So glad it was routine. I felt a pang of concern until reading comments. Wonderful day to you, Susannah.

Susannah said...

Thanks Kim. Good to see you. :-) x

earlybird said...

Nicely observed detail

Susannah said...

Thanks earlybird. :-)

Elizabeth said...

Isn't it wonderful when things come together and make a whole? Am also glad it was routine. Had me concerned when you ended with resuming silence. Then read the quote. Good one, Susannah,

Elizabeth

Susannah said...

Yes, it is great when things come together like that. ;-) Always good to see you Elizabeth. x

Morvah said...

Goodness, I recognise this - it makes you appreciate getting back outside!

Susannah said...

It certainly does Morvah! :-)

Good to see you here. x

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