needs: Hospital and when everyone is not doing their best
I was frowning and thundering was taking shape above my eyebrows. My beloved looked me dead on and said “Everyone is not doing their best”.
“No, no they are not” I replied in a firm matter of fact tone.
I had measured the landscape and found everyone lacking. I had evidence. I ordered a raspberry slice with lunch and it wasn’t in the bag. My other dude had been left with his ‘my sister is in hospital worries’ to watch tv all afternoon, my work had said not to worry but the phone had not stopped. My beloved didn’t bring in clean undies and the nurse didn’t bring my girl her meds. The tech took blood from the wrong arm and it hurt. The orderly knocked the bed on the door frame and she cried. An aunty bristled because she wasn’t getting enough information and school had sent an absentee notification again! Her doctor hadn’t been by all morning, and by the time my Dad called because he needed a recipe, I’d really had enough.
I had seen the signs, read the map and divined the stars and literally everyone was not doing their best.
means: everyone was doing their best.
My helplessness was throwing shade on everyone. It was not my best.
The cafeteria people were doing their best.
School was doing their best.
Friends and family were doing their best.
All the nurses were doing their best.
All the doctors were doing their best.
My dude was doing his best.
My beloved was ragged with doing his best.
And even though she was in pain, and losing ground, everyone was doing their best.
