The Waiting Room

These chairs are uncomfortable probably designed for that one purpose. Those around me make no attempt to acknowledge my existence as if I am the product of their illness. These chairs are uncomfortable I wonder if they feel the same. The wait is long two hours past my appointment time. I would be angry except all my emotion is focused on this chair. I watch as those around me come and go I am still ignored this chair now unbearable. Finally I am called I stand I feel instant relief I am happy to be out of that uncomfortable chair. I enter the office my mood elevated ecstatic to be seen my greeting no anger or despair simply "Good afternoon, Doctor." Into my test that one I put off for so long that dreaded Prostate Exam my mind reverts so not to feel any pain I think of that damn chair probably designed for that one purpose.