In the hospital waiting room, an old man has stationed himself next to the telephone, the self-appointed answerer. Before I pop in my ear buds, I hear whispers, "...the girl from the private room..." I want to defend my mom and deflect the blame to THEM. "Just a matter of timing really, there or some reason, sitars bring waves and sirens to mind. Paintings of mermaids with strange markings. Here, Playskool colored wall markings send you in the right direction. Cave drawings and fires upon the centuries. How many years of ghosts live here? The pre-op nurse told us that Russell Buffalino, who claimed to put out the hit in Jimmy Hoffa, died just a few floors above our heads. So near the Susquehanna, You can so almost feel the dance of the years all around you. What do they think of our paperwork and hand sanitizers as healing agents? They shake their heads and say nothing. I got my mom a banana nut muffin so she has to make it through this ok.