Monday, 14 September 2009

Adding insult to injury

When I went into the clinic on Friday afternoon, there was apparently some sort of drama going on - in fact, it seemed at times like a French farce. I sat in the waiting room for about half an hour, and during that time the consultant and all three of the nurses kept running through doors on one side of the waiting room and reappearing at doors on the other side, as if by magic.

I didn't mind waiting - I'd left work early, having already done more than my contracted hours for the week, and so didn't need to rush back for anything. The French farce was mildly entertaining, and I had a book with me.

What did irritate me a bit was that there was a couple waiting in there as well for pretty much the whole time I was there, and the husband had an absolutely streaming cold and spent the full half hour coughing and spluttering. The waiting room is tiny, and it's hard to get away from someone who's ejecting little virus droplets into the atmosphere. And I couldn't help thinking that if that had been my husband, I'd have told him to stay at home - most of what they do in that clinic is done to the woman, and while it's nice to have your husband's moral support, it's even nicer to let him stay at home to nurse his Man Flu and not infect everyone else in the waiting room.

So I'm not at all surprised that I've had a nasty scratchy throat since yesterday, and I expect the full-blown cold to come out any minute now...

1 comment:

  1. Ugh some people are so thoughtless! That man is in the middle of a waiting room for people who are trying to stay as healthy as possible so they have the best chance at conceiving. I am so sorry he got you sick. =(