Dr Michele Saval, in Nassau New York, creates a funzone waiting room to help kids forget about their trip to the dentist’s office.
I came across this lovely editorial from the Post Star in Glens Falls New York on Thanksgiving, which I think captures the feelings people have in THE WaitingRoom.
It also brings home what we need to remind ourselves of what we have to be thankful for, even if it is not Thanksgiving. Everyday, during hard times, good times…all the time we need to remind ourselves and each other that there is a lot we have. The editorial provided a great exercise to do around the dinner table. They specifically focused on Thanksgiving, but I think it may be a good habit even if it is occasionally. Go around the dinner table, take 10mins (or whatever time you think appropriate) and have each person express what they are thankful for. You can even do this exercise by yourself, while your waiting in the waiting room, sitting in traffic, any activity where you have time on your mind….it can be hard in these difficult world times, yet…there is something you must be thankful for. No?
Local artists in Northhampton Massachusetts trasform waiting rooms at the Northwestern District Attorney’s Children’s Advocacy Center. Children dealing with abuse have a hard time as it is, so a group of local artists, led by Kathryn Brown, a children’s book illustrator, along with high school students and Z.RAP a local artists group. designed each room to make the children feel comfortable. EAch room was designed with a purpose….read the complete story here written by By Brian Steele, The Republican to see what the intentions of the artists were…and take a closer look at the pictures. It is an amazing touching story.
This morning, I came across this post, By Nicole on Babble, a pregnancy blog, about a woman’s story sitting in a waiting room For an RE (reproductive endocrinologist for the uninitiated, such as myself). I had to look it up. It was called “Still work to be Done”. what struck me about the story was her observation how lonely and isolated the waiting room can be, the virtual world we can be far more connected with others who share our ideas via Twitter and blogging, but the human world can be cool to the touch. a very touching story and thanks for sharing. What are your thoughts about the waiting room?
In a culture that does not promote Women’s education let alone health there is a movement to support rural women in a male dominated society; “The taboo against a woman being touched by anyone other than her husband extends to male physicians.” … Read about a waiting room that supports exclusively women in rural Pakistan. “At a rate of one patient every eight minutes, the women are shuttled off to the examination room to see one of two staff doctors. The huge caseload — some 120-plus patients per day, six days a week” that’s a wow.
If you have to go to an Emergency Room there are some things you should know. I came across this article with some very helpful tips
You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.
No! That’s not for you!
Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping, once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky.
I came across this story, A life Lesson from my Golden Girl, in the Chicago Sun Times, about a girl, Grace, inspired by the strength of her grandmother, Honey, who was diagnosed with Cancer. It shares the tale of a loving relationship a granddaughter and grandmother as they go through the end of life process. It really demonstrates the stark hard realities we face in life and death and the role the waiting room and hospital plays.
So much of being in a waiting room is having time to sit and think, wonder. It is an in between state and that essentially leaves you with yourself your thoughts. It can be a place of frustration..especially when the doctor bails on you or runs super late. This story speaks to those thoughts and moments we all, at some point experience. It can be scary. But the good thing is that so many people go through it. So, you are not alone. Please read this story by dawn and her waiting game…And, here is Part 2 of the story…the waiting room as a nexus of anxiety, and all the waiting
I came across this waiting room story, “Waiting for something or someone in the hospital room” story by, Dr. Gerald W Deas, who is affectionately remembering a patient named Hattie Brown. He gets to an little discussed or thought about idea how waiting rooms can be a refuge, a home away from home, a community, a place to socialize in their day. This is especially true, when your ill, need to go to the hospital or doctors a lot. The waiting can transcend it’s functional purpose. And, so we have a touching poem dedicated to a lady who touched Dr Gerald’s heart enough for him to dedicate a poem….”Lady in Waiting”