I’m at Marin General Hospital waiting for my mother. Nothing serious, but she’s not a happy camper.
She’s upstairs now getting a CT scan, so I’m sitting in the ER watching the big production that goes with treating a prisoner. I have no idea what’s wrong with him, but I do know that there are two armed guards and that his care involves a lot of handcuffs and chains. For them, all in a day’s work. For me, something a little out of the ordinary.
Open thread to you heart’s content. God alone knows how long I’ll be here.