TMI in the ER
Dear Gabby,
Thanks for talking my ear off entertaining me yesterday as I sat in the waiting room of the ER at Skyline Medical Center. Fortunately, I was not in a state of grief, turmoil, or anxiety over the condition of a loved one since I was just there waiting for a friend who was checking in on her dad who is now 2 fingers less, but doing fine (thanks for asking).
Thanks for letting me into your otherwise private life, as well as your daughter’s life, and your son’s life. I’m sure she won’t mind that I know she’s a cosmetologist and that she has scary dreams about your hair. I’m sure she would be thrilled to know complete strangers join in your celebration of her ability to deliver your last grandchild vaginally. Who knew a woman that small could complete the task. Congratulations on not having to go with a C-section.
I’m sure your son is not losing any sleep over the fact that I know his boss is a bum for not wanting him to take off work to take you to the ER again. In fact, that was him sleeping right next to you, wasn’t it? It seems the sound of his mother’s voice is so soothing that he is continuously led to slumber each time she makes a new ‘friend’.
I hope you didn’t have to wait long after I left you yesterday, since your number was 866, and they were only on 830. I’m so glad they didn’t try to give you number 666 as you originally thought your ticket said. I’m with you, I wouldn’t have taken it either. Especially since that would have been a much longer wait. I’m sure everyone else in the waiting room was glad you didn’t have to wait any longer than you did as well.
Maybe I’ll see you next time I visit the Skyline ER. Since you apparently visit often due to chronic arthritis.
Much luck to you in the future,
Emily (the girl with the friend whose hairstyle you’d like to try)
September 4th, 2007 at 11:55 pm
I really don’t appreciate you sharing all that stuff I told you with the rest of Nashville. I thought we were friends.