The waiting room

I'm in a waiting place and, like the waiting room at a dentist's or doctor's surgery, it is not very comfortable. There's an air of expectancy of something vaguely unpleasant, though "good for you". The sense is of waiting for something to be done to you, rather than being an active participant. I have always tried (maybe too hard) to be an active participant in my recovery, and maybe now I am realising that much of what I need to do is to be still. As with the doctor or the dentist, I am expected to follow instructions, and that I am trying to do. But I am also waiting for the results of things I have set in motion and now need others to respond to, much like awaiting the results of tests or x-rays. Only with those results, and with time and waiting, can things improve.