A Happy Memory

As I sat in a waiting room today I had a memory of an event that occurred about one year ago in that same waiting room. I had driven up to Huntsman for a “radiation planning session” where they do the set up for radiation. Huntsman Cancer Institute is located at the top of the University of Utah campus. Once I enter the campus, it takes about 5-10 minutes to get up to the hospital. But that day the normally 5-minute drive took about 45 minutes. The cause was some roadwork going on right outside The University of Utah Hospital, which is just below Huntsman. Everyone was late. Employees were late to shifts at the hospital. Patients were late to appointments. Therefore, there were about eight women in the waiting room, when usually there are two or three. We all sat in our hospital gowns waiting. Doctors came in and apologized for the wait. So, some of us started chatting.

Me: I think they should give us our own hospital gowns to have at home. That way we can just wear them here and not have to change. It would save time.

Woman #1: And then we could personalize them. We could choose our own colors.

Woman #2: It would also save on locker space.

Woman #3: The only problem would be if we got pulled over while we were driving. The officer would be like, ‘where did you escape from?’ And we’d look the part.

Women #2: And we wouldn’t even have a bra on!

It was a happy memory.