Back in the Saddle Again

Wow! Just like old times. Today I volunteered in the ER, which I did a lot before the hips kicked in. There were two older ladies in one of the cardiac rooms, and they had their luggage on the floor. Obviously they had either just arrived or were just leaving. It turned out they were in an automobile collision on the way to the airport, and were banged up a little...not too much, but the one on the gurney had a history of heart trouble, so they were checking her out pretty thoroughly.

Would she be released ? If not, where would the other one stay? If so, could they get a cab in time to make the flight? I almost fainted to hear David, the nurse, say "Emily could take them." It wouldn't be the first time, and I was going to offer anyway, but, frankly, I was getting tired and didn't want to hang around.

Luckily she was released, and while they got her dressed I plodded up the road to the car, which was parked way up the hill. It all worked out fine. They made the flight, got her a wheelchair, and were on the way back to Reno.I went home, ate some cheese and crackers and got ready for my Scrabble game upstairs with my 95 year old neighbor. I mean, how much excitement can you stand?