My mother was lying on the sofa.
I asked her, “How are you feeling?”
She replied, “I’m not feeling well.”
My mother had no appetite.
She felt dizzy.
She didn’t feel like doing anything.
She was in a state of depression.
I thought she could eat something that was sweet, cold, and easy to swallow.
I served her half of baked pudding and half of mizuyokan.
She could eat them.
I put my mother in the car and took her to the clinic.
The clinic is about a three-minute drive from our home.
We arrived at the clinic.
The girl at the reception desk at the clinic asked my mother, “Do you want to be put on an IV drip today?"
My mother was confused.I said to the girl “We’ll let the doctor decide.”
The girl looked dissatisfied.
My mother and I sat on the sofa in the waiting room.
The girl at the reception came up to us and she asked again, “How about IV ?”
I thought this woman and this clinic were both stupid."Is that for the patient to decide?" I asked the girl.The girl answered, "Yes."I couldn't believe it. I was getting irritated.
“What kind of medicine is in that drip?” I asked the girl.
The girl couldn’t answer.
She left us and went to the examination room where the doctor was.
The girl came back to us and said, “Please wait here.”
I was dumbfounded and speechless.
I felt relieved because I didn’t have to talk to this stupid girl any more.