Saturday, December 13, 2008

Saturday morning, 3 A.M.

If anyone noticed, I'm posting this about 9 hours
later than usual. That's because I spent the night
here, in the ER that never sleeps. We were well-
entertained while there—by cops and detectives,
several women in advanced labor, and a guy who
was shot in the hand.
All was well in the end, but my cousin gave us a
bit of a scare when she passed out cold and went
down hard in the middle of Radio City Music Hall.
She remarked as we were leaving the emergency
room 8 hours later, "The show was a knockout!"


  1. Oh my! You all be well...those types of scares nobody needs. I do hope all is better now. What a way to spend the evening. At least she was/is in good hands.

  2. Thanks -- all's well that ends well, and it did. Never a dull moment!

  3. O jeez! I'm glad everything checked out okay.

  4. She certainly has a good sense of humor! Glad all is well.


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