My middle son had surgery this morning to remove his four wisdom teeth. The procedure has been streamlined since my older son had the same surgery a few years ago. Much quicker, which has to be better for recovery. He walked into theatre, and walked out of the hospital. Feeling kinda weird, but not too spaced. Hopefully he’ll recover quickly.
But that’s not the spooky thing. The patient a couple ahead in the line was from his school, the one a couple after from his playgroup. And it’s not like we live in a small town where that’s a likely occurence. We live in a big city. Lots of schools, lots of surgeons, lots of hospitals. Yet how often do coincidences like that happen? Often.
Great stuff for fiction, coincidences. Not that I’m thinking of fictionalising his surgical experience. But I might use the coincidence…
