Windowless Waiting Rooms

I went with H yesterday and spent 4 hours sitting in a windowless waiting room with no phone and no wifi connections.  I hate those windowless waiting rooms.  They can be suffocating.  Add to  it the lack of connections to able to get work done and it becomes even more wasted time.  I could have spent the morning at the Louvre and seen as much of him as I did sitting in that room.  I did go outside and sat on a wall and did my work.  This particular hospital, while part of a major medical school complex. has no concern for waiting families.  Another one, around the corner, is far more caring for families.  He goes there too so I know.  I could write the Michelin guide for hospitals in my city. 

Next week, he has a cat scan scheduled and I am trying to opt out from going to that one and sitting around for hours in another windowless room. 

H meanwhile is sluggish and lethargic but not raging.  The med change has helped.  I find that if I am not dealing with him and his problems constantly as in all day every day, it affords me the time to rebuild my life.  Notice I said my life, not his.  He is unfortunately consigned to the old before their time, sick or as his doctor said "your husband is a very sick man" category.  I will take care of him and he can come along for the rebuilding ride, but ultimately it is all up to me to reclaim my life.  I will not, however, sacrifice my being to his illness.  simple as that