Window reflections

Another frustrating trip. Dutifully waited for ages at the hospital to see the hip surgeon and when someone who had waited longer than us asked why she had been waiting for so long. It finally dawned on the staff that the consultant hadn’t arrived and was still in theatre! He had offered appointments for tomorrow instead. So home and feeling both emotionally and physically weary. This is the best reflection I could muster today, the boy sitting and the shops in the windows.