The bathroom was in the basement down dimly lit wooden stairs,
past wooden cabinets with glass doors through which unevenly stacked piles of reports and conference proceedings were visible.
Either I could sit down there all day
looking down at the dirty tan tiles,
(later I would say that I had been working at the Agriculture Library
if anyone asked)
or, I could go up and down the stairs every fifteen minutes
hoping not to be stopped with a question in the hallway.

It was likely that before the day was over,
I would have to call the doctor,
but I wanted to put off the intrusive tests and questions
as long as possible.

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