They have a registration room. This is where you book-in your stay for surgery. Once given wrist bands and your data is entered into the computer, you’re sent off to the waiting room. Some old guy (grin) varifies your wrist band and tells you to wait.
I hate waiting. Especially when the magazines are Golf, Football, or Baseball. Who reads this stuff when you should rather be playing golf, football, or baseball. I mean, do you get it? I don’t. The magazine selection could be Southern Living, or Home Theater or some women’s magazine. Come on! The Newsweek or Time is always anywhere from 3 months to 2 years old. If you’re really luckly they’ll have a copy of national geographic. There isn’t a television. Probably because there isn’t anything on anyone of the 800,000 available channels.
There is no drama in the waiting room. Personally, I didn’t even feel anxiety of going into surgery. Listen, I Learned early to fight cancer with humor. I had the mind set, the support team (my wonderful wife is my rock), and an excellent surgeon, Dr. Carol Shores.
February 7, 2007 – ER, General Hospital, Gray’s Anatomy, & Scrubs, NOT!
They have a registration room. This is where you book-in your stay for surgery. Once given wrist bands and your data is entered into the computer, you’re sent off to the waiting room. Some old guy (grin) varifies your wrist band and tells you to wait.
I hate waiting. Especially when the magazines are Golf, Football, or Baseball. Who reads this stuff when you should rather be playing golf, football, or baseball. I mean, do you get it? I don’t. The magazine selection could be Southern Living, or Home Theater or some women’s magazine. Come on! The Newsweek or Time is always anywhere from 3 months to 2 years old. If you’re really luckly they’ll have a copy of national geographic. There isn’t a television. Probably because there isn’t anything on anyone of the 800,000 available channels.
I hate waiting. I hate waiting rooms.