isotopes

Monday, 9th September

after a walk through the town, climb the stairs

 to the cardiologist's practice. It is on the second floor. The stairs are made of coloured marble.

There is a lift, take the stairs anyhow.

There are two receptionists in the spacious reception area. They ask for name, reason

for the visit, is there an appointment in the books? Follow their directions to a waiting room.

Wait.

They have elevator music, or a radio station producing sound in the background.

Wait.
Read the mail on the mobile phone

Read about the political decisions. -

Then a bicycle, wires attached, blood pressure measured. And then? Then get the shirt back on and go out to another

waiting room,

Wait. And eat a sandwich, doctors orders,

And then, another call, another room. This time, a slow machine, circles around the

couch, it takes sixteen minutes to make

a circle. And then,

get up, and back

into the waiting room.

But first, walk down to the bakery, get a bread roll. That is the second doctors orders. Eating to prevent the isotopes landing in the spleen, or something.

And then return to the waiting room, wait.
People come, and go. All with heart problems, all waiting. Some are eating, doctors order say that at a certain point during the examination food has to be taken. Recieve another call,  a second injection. Go back to the wwaiting room, sit in the corner by the window. Listen to the radio, there is a speaker under the cieling spewing canned gaiety.

Wait.
And eat the roll collected from the bakery a short while ago.
Apart from the bad taste in the mouth after the last injection, there is no discomfort.

It is just boring, waiting.