Misery
In the hospital I had to attend today there is a transport office , where patients needing transport can sit and wait, volunteers give out hot drinks and a small pack of biscuits free
Sitting next to me , looking anxious ,was an elderly lady, she didnt answer when I spoke to her ,so I gently touched her arm, she pulled away from me and glared,"Would you like a drink "I asked "Dont want one " she muttered ,hunching up again. I realise she may not have felt well but she could have answered civilly, everyone else was in the same position, having to wait a time for transport , but all were trying to be pleasent ,chatting to a patient near or reading a paper