DD to the Gastroenterologist

I am the designated driver for my Dad to get him home after his procedure. The drive to the gastro included hearing out the emotional woes of my dad and legitimacy of a toll fee from Seattle. Sometimes I don’t know what truth is… But I do know the toll fee from Seattle he questioned was real and is indeed legit because whoops that was me, so atleast that’s settled.

Currently I am in the waiting room, it is cold and no natural sunlight leaks in. Truly bleak and depressing, they try and relieve that with a youtube video of a beach with waves crashing upon its shore.

I can’t imagine it would be comforting especially if you are having severe health issues. Truly a futile effort I think. I know personally for me it is unsettling given you can tell why they are doing it but also makes me sleepy. If it wasn’t so darn cold I would be taking a nap as I wait for my Dad’s procedure to be done.

Now that I really look at this beach I feel like you’re stranded on an island. How fitting for this waiting room.