I went to the pulmonologist (or whatever the English word for the doctor who specialises in lungs is) yesterday for my checkup. Thursdays tend to be emergency walk-in post-hospitalisation days, so I was warned that I might wait a little. So I came armed with sketchbook + pencil, and some crochet just in case.

And then I waited

And waited

That television wasn’t on mute like they usually do in waiting rooms. Urgh. It was horrid. The crap that is vomited into the air during morning talk shows is just incredible!

I had to wait some more

I was tired after the panoramic view, and the shoe guy got up and left, so I switched to crochet. I found that I had a really bad cable crossing error right in the 2nd repeat of the pattern, but I was closing on the 4th, so it’ll just have to stay.

All in all, over 2 hours of waiting, only to make small talk with the doctor and be told things are ok and to come back in two months. Hurray!