To the Editor:
This past Thursday, I was walking in a heavy rain from our home on East Chop Drive to Bink’s auto repair to pick up our car. Just short of my destination, I tripped and fell face-forward. I think I tripped in a submerged pothole, but I was also exhausted from the walk. I woke briefly when the ambulance arrived and picked me up. The ambulance crew asked me questions en route to determine how conscious and aware I was.
I remember scattered details about arriving at the hospital and being wheeled into the emergency room. I heard someone say I had a lot of blood on my face. I was hooked up to EKG, and then pushed down the hall by a nice guy named John, who x-rayed my head and one damaged hand. Then back to my initial room, where a nice nurse named Nancy cleaned my face and applied some soothing ointment. And a nice doctor named Kate talked with me, and later came to bid me farewell.
All in all, I can’t say I “enjoyed” my hospital visit, but bless the folks there (and also, especially, the anonymous person who phoned for the ambulance after seeing me fall) for all their efforts on my behalf. Thanks.