My ailing friend SK called last evening for a ride to the Urgent Care Clinic. She has "walking pneumonia" and it had progressed to where she couldn't breathe. After a trip to the clinic, she was referred to the ER at Regions Hospital for a lung xray and respiratory therapy.
The ER is not a jolly place to hang out during cold and flu season. It was full of sick people. They were coughing and hawking and barfing... I buried myself in a National Geographic article about Neanderthals. (I learned that it's now thought they had red hair and hazel eyes, and that one reason they died out is because they required twice as many calories as modern humans.)
They gave SK more antibiotics and more medications to sustain her. Thankfully, she was feeling much better by the time we left at 9:30. By then, we were both starving and went back to my place for matzo ball soup which really hit the spot.
As I was driving her home, she said a real nice thing to me, "Thanks so much for taking me in and I hope I never have to return the favor."
Hear-Hear!
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6 hours ago
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That sure was nice of ye to drive yer friend to the clinic and ER.
Wish I had a big bowl of yer soup right about now -- no, not sick, but I sure like dumplins/matzoballs/balls-of-yummy-dough!
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