Waiting in hospitals
Contrary to expectation I have no gripes today while I waited with my mother to be seen by a doctor. Within 10 minutes she was up on her feet and behind closed doors for a ear test. I looked after (overflowing the poor kid with cut up pieces of apple) a child that my mother takes care of, Andy Murray was playing Rafael Nadal in order to get to the Australian Open semi-finals on a conspicuous flat screen with the subtitles taking over a quarter of the screen. Five minutes past and my mum reappeared waiting too see another doctor. After she was seen by the second doctor, we left a small pile of half eaten apple that dribbled out of the kids mouth on the floor while I was keeping my attention somewhere else.
I consider myself very lucky, I was foreseeing moans for my mother incessantly from the small adolescent while I was more than happy just to watch the game.