The Waiting Room

Today was a long day. I had a 1:00 appointment and arrived on time. We sat in a waiting room with several other people, with people arriving regularly every few minutes. Although it was only an hour and a quarter before we were called in, it seemed like an eternity.

The typical MM patient is in their 70's or 80's...so most of the waiting room was elderly. Everyone had gray hair - or no hair and were all wrinkled up. They shuffled when they walked.  It really hit home that I was an anomaly.  After waiting and waiting and waiting...and another thought crossed my mind. Maybe they looked like me when they first arrived for their appointments. :)