I felt so sorry for all those people trying to sleep on uncomfortable chairs and babies crying. A girl in a makeshift sling with a broken collarbone, how painful is that! I've never seen so many greyish complexions! And on top of all that, the only TV played show after show of "Say Yes to the Dress", hours of it, back to back, gag me with a spoon crap about overpriced wedding dresses. I tried not to look and sat with my back to it but boredom made me turn my head occasionally. I want to pluck out my eyes! It was like watching a train wreck! I wouldn't watch that kind of drivel if you paid me, and I consider that kind of television absolute torture. If I am ever held captive and forced to watch that show, a confession will shoot out of my mouth like a well greased torpedo. It was painful, right up there with bamboo shoots under the fingernails, and all manner of tried and true tactics. I went there perfectly healthy and after three hours of lace and wedding attire drama, I felt nauseous too!
An update: This afternoon my aunt was admitted to hospital for observation for the next 48 - 72 hours due to a potential bowel obstruction.