( waiting room lessons )

wednesday i had my three hour glucose test.  i  F.A.I.L.E.D  miserably.  so i have gestational diabetes.  i've been bummed since then because i didn't want to have to think about what i was eating at all.  that's not supposed to happen until AFTER baby is born, right?  and exercise too?  i thought my daily chasing-karsyn-picking-up-constantly was enough exercise.  now i have to fit in a 30 minute walk each day.  (note: yesterday that walk was through the isles of target ... today it will be INSIDE on my treadmill because it's too stinkin' cold out there). 

so those THREE hours sitting in the waiting room were quite interesting.  other than wanting to eat my own arm from fasting since 8pm the night before, i was able to sit and listen to people.  yes, i was nosey, but they were talking quite loud.  and i'm a people watcher, so it was right up my alley anyways.

the one i found most interesting (other than the 60-something year old man and 20-something year old girl who were having a baby) was two elderly sisters that came in together.  i left there feeling like i knew them all my life.  like they were next of kin.  and they talked to anyone and everyone that sat around them.  i quietly giggled everytime someone new came in and sat in the seats by them because i knew they were going to get an ear-ful.  but it was such sweet conversation.  these two sisters are just two of 15 children in their family.  only 8 of them still live today, but they were so blessed by such a big family they say.  and they went on to have big families of their own.  one of them had 5 children.  named donnie, lonnie, ronnie, jonnie, and one girl named connie.  isn't that silly?  i laughed as she told that story two or three times and she said their names so fast it was like a tongue twister almost.  and she had absolutely no reason for naming them that way except that she liked it.

and the stories they got from others was just as interesting.  there was a man and woman coming to find out the sex of their baby.  their third baby, that is.  their third baby BOY.  we all got to celebrate with them as they just beemed.  those two elderly sisters acted as if it was going to be their next grandchild.  there was hugs flying.  congrats being thrown everywhere. 

the next couple brought their 4 year old daughter with them.  they were expecting their 4th.  another girl.  that little girl talked to the sisters like she knew them all her life, but she told stories of her daddy taking her on boat rides and how much fun they have together.  i just smiled.  i hope karsyn is able to tell stories like that someday.  her words of her daddy were so sweetly spoken.

i left there at noon that day, not only starving, but enlightened almost.  those sisters had such kind words for everyone that crossed their path and i learned a lifetime of tales that they had experienced.  oh, what you can learn in a waiting room ...