Outside the mercury climbed above ninety on the Fahrenheit side of the thermometer. The building, however, was cool. Air conditioners drone away in the distance makling a soft thumping sound as if one of them is slightly off balance. At the end of the long hallway off the examining room stands a room, directly across form the doctors office is a room which is now unoccupied by any person. A fact that remains true for all but the last few minutes of every day when just before quitting time it comes to use.
The door is a plastic covered metal facsimile of wooden doors that traditionally would have hung in its place. Dark brown, it stands out against the lighter walls. At one time they were papered, rather poorly, with a white ribbed wall paper. Now the edges wee showing the signs of years of use. Thirsty sheet rock is laid bare in more than one place in the room by the deterioration of the wallpaper. Just inside the door a counter protrudes from the wall.
The Formica covered counter was made too look like a blue marble counter. Like so much of this room it has an unnaturalness about it. Designed so one person can stand with sink on their left and have a long counter in front of them. The counter too shows signs of years of usage. It is stained with blood and has several deep scratches in its glossy finish. Off the end of the counter is a large stainless steel tub.
A flexible spray nozzle mounted in the ceiling above the tub is used for keep it clean.