Yesterday, Jordan and I ran some errands. Because it was waaay past lunch time and we were starving, we stopped at a restaurant to get a sandwich. I ordered the turkey with cranberry sauce and tons of veggies! We sat in an overflow section of the restaurant and waited for our food. A group of 3 women were sitting at the table next to us. I'm assuming these women were friends who hadn't seen each other for a while and were catching up on old times. They had already eaten and were just visiting. The woman who was facing me, talked about being a kindergarten teacher. I immediately related to her.
Our food arrived and we hungrily ate. Since it's impolite to talk with your mouth full, we were quiet and had the privilege of over-hearing the conversation at the next table.
Kindergarten Woman - "Did you know that the flesh will continue to rot?"
Me - "So, Jordan, that's exciting you and Chelsey have found a place to live!"
KW - "They had to put in a drain, you wouldn't believe the blood and pus!"
I take a bite of my sandwich, the cranberry sauce drips on to my plate.
KW - "He had a Pee Bag!"
What? This is getting out of hand. My sandwich is looking less appetizing. I stare at the woman hoping she gets the hint that there are others in the restaurant. Not sure what I'd do if she actually looked at me; maybe wrinkle up my nose and shake my head, like you'd do to a kindergarten student who has said some potty words, or put my fingers in my ears and say, "la, la, la, la!" However, she never looked my way.
Me - "Jordan, when's your next Army weekend?"
(Maybe if we keep talking we won't be able to hear her. Nope, didn't work.)
KW - "He has a colostomy bag. Every time we change it...."
By this time my heart goes out to this person who is suffering so much. If it's this woman's husband, son, or Dad, I feel sorry for her too...but...is this appropriate restaurant conversation?
I wrap up the rest of my sandwich, not really hungry any more, then Jordan and I leave.
There's a lot of suffering in this world.
On a lighter side, I found $15.00 in my pants pocket this morning!
When we think of each other...
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