In the Hospital Examination Room

We were waiting in an examination room. This room had a picture of a cartoon elephant on the wall. The elephant was standing on skis, in traffic, on a highway, with a camera around its neck. A sign pointed to Florida. There were ropes around the elephant as if he was being towed by a car up ahead, in the fashion of a water-skier.
The room had a grey floor specked with dabs of paint, to brighten it up. The dabs were of various colours. I said, “I don’t like the red bits.” Colin said he’d been thinking the same thing. There was one red dab that looked like a peeling petal, but otherwise the red was like spots of dried blood.