This is a waiting room, not party central.
This room is so cold.
The curtain between two beds is too thin.
Shrieking fear and protests of a child being treated.
Conversation overheard that should be whispered.
Beeping and Pinging.
Smells sharp and anticeptic.
The quiet sobs of my daughter.
The surprising comfort of a blanket fresh from the warmer.
Emergency room
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