The wanderer

The wanderer

The wanderer

The old women in the waiting room was restless
it seemed
that they misplaced her husband,
or from their standpoint he just wandered off from the waiting area.

He was there for an x ray,
something very simply really,
yet she was anxious for the hospital was very large,
a maze of corridors,
perhaps miles of hallways to get lost in
and it was very busy;
people rushing here and there
doctors and nurses on important errands
people late,
so yes lots of rushing
so who would notice an old man wandering lost?
I doubt any would think to ask,
why would they?

So as she was expressing her anxiety,
I thought,
should I offer to help
or perhaps just wait and see what happens.

I waited.

Nothing happen.

So I went up to her and asked her what her husband looked like.
at first she just blinked in my direction
perhaps surprised that anyone in such a busy place was even aware
much less listening to her,
which of course was not true
there was concern
I could read in on others faces.

After her surprise
she responded eagerly,
“he has short grey air with a walker,
wearing a blue Jersey”.

So I thanked her and was on my way.
I went down this corridor and that hallway,
into other waiting rooms,
then I thought of the exit to the parking area,
so I rushed there since it was a cold day,
and perhaps he was confused enough to endanger himself.

As I was approaching the exit
I saw an old man with a walker
yet
he did not have on a blue jersey,
so I went up to him any anyway and said,
“are you Mr. Bell,
he turned with a look of relief
and responded,
“why yes I am, did my wife send you?”,
“yes” I said,
please set here and I will fetch her for you”.

It ended well, they were reunited
and I was able to do a small good deed,
too bad it is not always that easy to make someone happy

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