Another night without sleep. The bags under my eyes have bags, and there are now dark circles. I chose to stay home from work today. Tired as I am, I couldn't sleep if you paid me to.
As I vegged on the couch, an ambulance pulled up at the end of my driveway. Then the paramedics pulled up behind them. For a split second I thought "Is there something wrong with me?" and poked at myself to make sure. I appeared whole and it occurred to me that if I had somehow mysteriously had a coronary and managed to call for help before lapsing into unconsciousness or- gulp- dying, I surely would have some memory surrounding the event.
All of this skittered through my head much more quickly than it takes to tell. The paramedics often meet the ambulance en route to the hospital if they are needed; such was the case today. The ambulance had started for the hospital and called for the paramedics to meet them along the way. They just happened to rendezvous at the end of my driveway.
The thing of it is, they were there for a few minutes, and cars were driving by all the while. The bookstore is just down the road from my house, and people are always coming and going. I wonder how many people, seeing that I wasn't in work today and knowing that I wasn't feeling well yesterday, now think that I'm in the hospital?
I'm sure someone will ask me about it when I go in tomorrow. Should I tell the truth, or make up a really fun story? *G*
As I vegged on the couch, an ambulance pulled up at the end of my driveway. Then the paramedics pulled up behind them. For a split second I thought "Is there something wrong with me?" and poked at myself to make sure. I appeared whole and it occurred to me that if I had somehow mysteriously had a coronary and managed to call for help before lapsing into unconsciousness or- gulp- dying, I surely would have some memory surrounding the event.
All of this skittered through my head much more quickly than it takes to tell. The paramedics often meet the ambulance en route to the hospital if they are needed; such was the case today. The ambulance had started for the hospital and called for the paramedics to meet them along the way. They just happened to rendezvous at the end of my driveway.
The thing of it is, they were there for a few minutes, and cars were driving by all the while. The bookstore is just down the road from my house, and people are always coming and going. I wonder how many people, seeing that I wasn't in work today and knowing that I wasn't feeling well yesterday, now think that I'm in the hospital?
I'm sure someone will ask me about it when I go in tomorrow. Should I tell the truth, or make up a really fun story? *G*
Ralph
Isn't that deflating?
See if I invite them to my funeral!
*G*