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Waiting.I have been waiting on these hard back plastic seats for nearly an hour just for one other doctor in this world to give me some antibiotics and send on my way home. This time I have come to the hospital because Mum thinks the infections getting se

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Waiting. I'm ill again. It doesn't surprise me. Deja vu. I had to catch the bus from outside school, after persuading my teachers that I was going to a doctors appointment and not just skipping lessons. I have been waiting on these hard back plastic seats for nearly an hour just for one other doctor in this world to give me some antibiotics and send on my way home. This time I have come to the hospital because Mum thinks the infections getting serious, I cant notice the difference though. The hospital is a lot different from the doctors in town. I suppose its bound to be though. On the wall in front of me there is a big clock, and every minute I sit here it seems to go slower and slower. There are Doctors rushing everywhere. I don't really think I want to be a doctor. You have to be good at science. I'm not. A man has just walked in through the automatic sliding doors, which allow an artic wind to run right through my body. He is wearing big black boots with a headscarf tied loosely around the big matt of curly hair left messily on his head. Pulled tightly over his big fat stomach is a t-shirt saying Greenpeace on it. ...read more.

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Oh well. Now some fat person has taken my warm seat, he could have had any other seat but he took mine. This seat is all cold, but it will warm up soon. I'm so hungry, but I really can't go anywhere, just in case my doctor comes. I know where the canteen is, it's just down the corridor on the left. I had to come here once before when grandma was ill. I really shouldn't go. There is a man sitting two spaces away from me, he is sleeping. He's been here longer than I have, hasn't moved either. There is a newspaper folded neatly on his lap. It's the Financial Times. He must be a businessman. There is a half-cup of coffee next to his feet. His brief case is brown and looks very old. I hope he's all right. His face is very pale, but he has probably had a very hectic night. There is a female doctor making her way towards us. She has just knelt down beside him. "Excuse me Mr Lowdon?" He isn't waking, "Excuse me?" She is shaking him on the shoulder. "Mr Lowdon can you please wake?" His head is lifting, both eyes are open. Suddenly he is wide-awake. He has just stood up. ...read more.

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Oh well. She is pulling up beside me. For a Mum I think she is quite a fast driver, that's what makes her cool. "Sorry dear the traffic was terrible, and there was an accident, have you seen the doctor yet?" She is mumbling, she talks so fast. "No I haven't seen the doctor, are you sure my appointment is today?" This is when I find out that I was meant to be here last Friday! "Yes its today, I think, hold on I will just check my diary," Mum has one of those very small diaries. I am surprised she can fit her 'busy schedule' into it. "Ah no sorry dear, its not today, that's funny, when is it then?" "Oh Mum, I have been here for the last 2 hours" this is typical of mum I bet she hasn't even booked an appointment now. "Well I haven't written it in, I will just have to book you another one". So I just get into the car. I mean there is no point in going in now. "Can we go for a MacDonalds? As I have been waiting in there for so long". Mum is totally against any kind of junk food but I really think I deserve one now, don't you? "Yes of course, I am sorry about that, I was sure I had booked an appointment, oh well apart from that, how was your day?" Sarah Molyneux English Creative January 29th 2001 - 1 - ...read more.

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