Thursday, 27 August 2015

Not eating in the ULCH waiting room

Wednesday 26th August 2015
6.00pm

I've just got home from an afternoon sat in the waiting room of the University College London hospital and I'm starving!!

Due to some granny veins playing up on my leg today and causing me jip, I ended up calling 111 and being sent to the hospital to get checked out. However, this trip to A&E happened to collide with lunch time! Pretty inconvenient...



I arrived at A&E about 1.30pm, already feeling pretty peckish but I was quickly seen for my initial assessment by a nurse before being sent to the next round- the urgent treatment centre. I was warned about the wait but I wasn't prepared for it!

An hour into my wait, my stomach started growling and the stomach acids started bubbling.... It was gone lunch time and my stomach was doing a pretty grand job of reminding me! I had lunch on me, except,  I didn't feel it was waiting room appropriate... I had chicken curry with pickled salad but not only did I feel the aromas were not appropriate but I also felt extremely conscious of eating my lunch in the waiting area of a hospital!

I had a rummage in my bag for other food items of interest and came up trumps with a bag of monster munch....
Smelly beef flavour!! Quickly wrote those off and continued my search.

Then, Mr.J.Evans, next to me- got his mate to fetch him lunch and then tucked into a pretty tasty looking panini whilst I wished I had brought so less flavoursome food that didn't smell quite so strongly!

(Btw, I know his name because he looked like someone from the apprentice so I tried to do some investigatory spy girl work but all I managed to do was peer over and see his email signature as he click-clacked away on his laptop!)

Anyway, back to my eating in a waiting room dilemma.

So eventually I found a really squashed, fake twix from Aldi's in the bottom of my backpack!
it was mega crumbly and messy to eat but at least it didn't smell.

By the time I was on a train home, I was feeling faint with hunger so finally whipped out my shaken up, smelly salad and tucked in!

I don't know why I felt it unacceptable in a hospital room but ok to do so on a train?!

So, next time I unexpectedly need to take a trip to the hospital, I'll make sure I take a detour to stock up on some non-smelly snacks!

Peace out, A town


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