The waiting room was tinged with smoke. Most were women with more visible bellies than mine. There were a couple of men, presumably fathers-to-be. One made eye contact with my partner, a moment of solidarity. We registered our arrival and sat down, a cloak of smoke attaching to our clothes. The hospital only had evaporative air conditioning, which was pulling in dangerous air we had no choice but to inhale.
New life tinged with smoke
Australia’s going through some big changes and we’d love your help to make a record of life in this moment.
Tell us your story of COVID-19 or the 2019–20 bushfires. Share what worries you or gives you hope. Show us what you miss or how you’ve adapted.
Sharing your story — big or small, whatever you feel — captures a moment in time for all of us, to keep for future generations. It’s the story of this moment and it’s as precious as it is uniquely ours.