In the middle of a manicure I get the call;
"I am in the emergency room at St. Mary's".
How fast can Becky finish this?
I tear thru Bradley, over the speed limit
In the biggest speed trap around.
When I get there I can't find my way;
the whole first floor is torn up for remodeling!
this is my place, how can this be?
I've spent 20 years on this board;
How can I still be lost?
Found at last, hooked up to moniters,
The most frustrating man in my life.
And it's ok, they are joking and the numbers
on the screen are looking good.
His cardiologist is on the way.
I think he should stay, Sue agrees.
But the doctor is comfortable
sending him home and that night
he is out tooling his way to a dinner
and bitching about the tree guy!
There's nothing like a reality check
On whether or not you care
When you see someone plugged in
to all that machinery in ER.
Take care of yourself, mister!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
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