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An Incident
Jun. 3rd, 2025 08:25 am The corridor we needed to go down was blocked with cones. "Wait there," said the nurse pointing to a row of chairs- and a little later, "Wait over there" pointing us back into the atrium. "There's a lot of people coming through...."
A lot of people? An entourage? Was the king visiting the hospital? Had he been taken ill?
When they came, they came in procession, several abreast, at a smart marching pace- medical staff, some of them carrying equipment, surrounding a very sick person on a gurney. It had the quality of ritual, of something rehearsed, everyone knowing their place and their role. They came down the corridor, brushing it's sides, hieratic, formal, through the atrium and off into the heart of the hospital.
It wasn't the king. But it was an incident. Something uncalled for. And it had upset the staff. "I wish I hadn't come in today," said the woman who gave me the eye test.
Why an eye test? Last time I went for glasses an anomaly showed up that could be an early sign of macular degeneration. I've kept out of hospitals for most of my life and If I have to start coming in now it is what it is and everything is experience.
In a dream last night I saw a beetle scuttling across the floor. It was walking on its hind legs and holding a circular object. Obviously a scarab- a symbol of the sun-god Ra, specifically of the early morning sun- and so of new light, new life, resurrection. In a later dream I had a big Victorian penny show up in the loose change I was carrying. Another big round thing, more royalty, another sun symbol....
A lot of people? An entourage? Was the king visiting the hospital? Had he been taken ill?
When they came, they came in procession, several abreast, at a smart marching pace- medical staff, some of them carrying equipment, surrounding a very sick person on a gurney. It had the quality of ritual, of something rehearsed, everyone knowing their place and their role. They came down the corridor, brushing it's sides, hieratic, formal, through the atrium and off into the heart of the hospital.
It wasn't the king. But it was an incident. Something uncalled for. And it had upset the staff. "I wish I hadn't come in today," said the woman who gave me the eye test.
Why an eye test? Last time I went for glasses an anomaly showed up that could be an early sign of macular degeneration. I've kept out of hospitals for most of my life and If I have to start coming in now it is what it is and everything is experience.
In a dream last night I saw a beetle scuttling across the floor. It was walking on its hind legs and holding a circular object. Obviously a scarab- a symbol of the sun-god Ra, specifically of the early morning sun- and so of new light, new life, resurrection. In a later dream I had a big Victorian penny show up in the loose change I was carrying. Another big round thing, more royalty, another sun symbol....
