Sunday, December 2, 2012

The painted door.

It was 215 days ago that we slowly walked the long corridor on the lowest level of Launceston General Hospital and passed through the painted door. From a distance it looks transparent and you can see the office on the other side but it's just been painted that way. Once you enter, someone has to push a button to let you out and sometimes they won't. I did secretly take an overnight bag on that rushed trip to the hospital, thinking that a good night's sleep and a few tablets were all that was needed. Ten days behind the painted door was a relatively short stay by all accounts but it seemed unbearably long at the time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

kamehameha - Ben will get it