I spent some time at UNC Hospitals today for some GI appointments I’d scheduled. Most of the time was spent waiting. I had hours today to do some thinking and/or blogging, so that’s what I did.
I watched a spontaneous conversation occur between an elderly gentleman in a wheelchair and a young woman sitting next to him. She knew all about the cast he was wearing, because she had had one just like it. They seemed to have little else in common: different races, different ages, different genders. But after five minutes, they could’ve been best of friends.
It was a highlight to see that in a hospital, what I usually consider to be a dreary setting.