2008/7/12 Nancy Sturm <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>: > Wanda, is that your foot? What happened?
To make a long story even longer....and to add some drama to a very insignificant event - we had both dogs fixed yesterday and they weren't to eat until after 9:00 pm last night. I was just coming in from feeding Toby, and gracefully fell UP the deck stairs and ripped the nail on my big toe partially off. It couldn't be taped down properly and there was enough of the nail bed still attached that was causing problems.. So off to emergency on a Friday night in the city. The most exciting part was we went to an emergency department at a hopsital on my end of the city that's in an 'interesting' part of town. Kevin was sitting there with me when a fellow smelling of alcohol came up to Kevin and asked him if he had any morals and what did he think of Mormons...;). Luckily the triage nurse called me in at just that moment. Kevin told me afterward that he knew the fellow very well, but it was because he had arrested him numerous times in this state and lodged him in the police hotel for the night. Apparently "Albert" gets quite violent when he's had enough to drink. Brian (who came along to keep us both company) told us that after we had gone, the maintenance people turned off the power and only emergency lighting was available. When the lights went out "Albert" began hollering wondering who had the remote for the TV....finally someone had to explain to him that the room was in darkness...no one had turned off the TV. Our health care services people deserve a pat on the back, they have to deal with people like this on a daily basis. Wanda -- Thoughts become things...
