I'm sitting in the surgery waiting room pretending to read the New Yorker but really watching the door for any emerging nurse...just like all the other parents in the room. When a nurse comes out everyone's head snaps up and we all watch her while she calls out names to give updates.
In between updates, all the parents are watching each other. I noticed that one way "veteran" parents recognize each other is through the coffee machine. It's an automated thing along the lines of a Keurig but much more complicated, with little valve bags that go into a tiny slot in the front of the machine that's hard to see. When a parent walks in and deftly slips a bag into the machine without a pause, it's clear that person has been through this before. It's a strange skill to have, and not really one that anyone wants...
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