Waiting

This is me waiting for the surgery to remove a little lump from my arm, admiring autumn. I somewhat naively thought it would be a quick visit, and not one that required hospital admission, identity wristbands, a four hour wait, hospital gownies and sutures.

I enjoyed the fact (and I use that term loosely) that surgery patients have to get two wristbands, in case they accidentally chop off your arm.