the elevator beeped for the visually impaired as it made its advance upwardbrian got out on the twelfth floor and rounded the corner to suite 1210.the waiting room was packed and brian silently groaned , knowing he would have to plant himself and his illness in a room with too many people for a very long time.well , he was stuck here.he signed the check in sheet at the receptionists window.looking around , he found one seat at the end of a long row of chairs.he quickly grabbed it knowing that at least he wouldnt have people sitting on both sides of him.this was going to be a test in anxiety control.brian remembered his anger and decided to take the challenge .