Waiting rooms are gathering places for people in transition. Last week, Dad and I met John and Anna from San Benito, Texas; they have moved in with their son here in Katy while Anna receives radiation. We also met a lovely mother –with three equally lovely, young children– who accompanies her mother to therapy. Overhearing Dad remark that he is from Oklahoma, she volunteered that her mother is from Baker, Oklahoma, and has recently moved in with her family. Today we met a man who waited three months for a space to open up, although he lives a mere six miles away. He told Dad that tomorrow is his day to ring the bell in the hallway, signaling the completion of treatment.
Dad crosses the radiation finish line on Friday, and he’s looking forward to ringing that bell. He commented today as he entered the building that the doctors have figured out exactly how much radiation a person can stand before it kills him. He’s grateful for a radiation holiday on New Year’s Day.