biancasroomblog
Jan 182 min read
We're All Waiting
I’ve never had good memories of the hospital. Honestly, I’m not sure anyone does. As a kid, I remember seeing people rushed through the halls, hooked up to machines, crying out in pain or frustration. Everything felt loud and slow all at once. The ER was a place of fear to me. But recently, my perspective shifted. I haven’t been feeling well the last two months, and that resulted in a hospital visit. This time felt different. I found myself strangely comforted by the nurses c
