Almost Forgot

To tell you a funny story. When my Brother's Baby went to the E Room for an asthma attack and he screamed about having the mask on his face, among the other invasive techniques a Baby is subjected to, my Brother simply picked up the downed mask and started hitting it himself. He might have actually needed it more.

This is funny and cool because we both knew everything happening in there costs money and it's going to cost money whether you use it or not. Good save.

BTW, in the room next door there was a guy OD'ing w/ a POLICE ESCORT and he was handcuffed to the bed. TWEEZAS DUDE!! Now that's a bad night. After assessing the lethality of my Nephew's asthma attack, I informed my brother I was going to see what was going on in the other room. Wisely, I was not welcome in the room. Between the Family and the Nanny/my BFF, the Baby's room was WAY too crowded anyway. I was clearly not needed. Besides, no one accuses me of not being a curious mind and a detective.

I've had more fun is hospitals in 2007 than probably the past 15 or so years. I have yet to determine whether this is good or bad. I should probably just get used to it.