Irate Car Driver

Carol had a rather nasty reaction to her chemotherapy this morning. She said it made her feel really peculiar. The nurse in charge of her said she had to keep warm, to put a scarf or something over her mouth. I had to make her a cup of tea and she was swathed in a blanket. The actual chemo session seemed to go fine up until the final hour or so. Fortunately she began to improve and the session was ended as usual and she was fitted up with the pump to take home. As we got outside she said she didn't feel well so waited near the cardiology department where we usually enter and leave the hospital, and I walked over to fetch the car from the carpark. As I drove round to collect her there was a taxi cab waiting and another car coming the other way round the central island. Carol got in the car but the woman driving the other car wouldn't move out of the way and got really irate, waving her arms about. No doubt frustrated by the fact she couldn't find a car parking space. If she's gone to the ground level carpark at the front of the hospital or to the multi-storey carpark no doubt she would have found plenty of spaces. Some people love to blame others when they can't get their own way. She was determined she wasn't going to move out of the way to let us out. This seems to be a trend at the moment. People with no patience, being just downright nasty on the roads. If you get in their way they don't like it. Coming up close behind you on the roads. I've mentioned this before in these blog posts. Being cut up on roundabouts. Generally just not nice to have to put up with it.

Been a mild day, but wet and miserable. Perhaps, on second thoughts, it might be the wet weather that got to that woman and got her so irate.