Jim and Jolin Go To The ER

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SigOther had slight mishap last night. Was reading my book in Rittenhouse at 7pm when I got a call from him telling me he’d “split his skull” – gives new meaning to the drinking event. Naturally, was very worried. He’d spent the day at Sipping by the River , a yearly wine/beer tasting festival with a bunch of our friends and had somehow decided that he could carry Fred on his back four blocks and back. Both parties being equally drunk they were convinced of their invincibility. …

Unfortunately, said alchohol impaired acute judgement and after 10 steps, my poor SigOther stumbled and hit his head on concrete plater box. Ouch! This is when I got the call. Val and Jim brought him to the ER and I met them there soon after. Poor baby was splotchy with dry blood but still in great spirits. Executed rambuctious clapping in ER waiting room upon my arrival. oh noooo…. I am officially the “person accompanying the injured drunk guy”.

I get dirty looks from other people in Waiting room who have accompanied friends/relatives with major injuries. I shoot them dirty looks right back. except the bum who’s passed out in the corner. (In my experience, bums have found ERs to be great places to sleep the night. Open 24 hours and has bathroom facilities. pee-yew! they stink! Hospitals need to do something about this)

Another familiar experience with ERs.. their names are truly MISLEADING. For an “emergency” room, they take 3-4 hours before they tend to you. It’s not just this hospital but every ER I’ve been to. Yeah, I’m kind of an ER connoiseur.

Once he got attended to though I was surprised that I got to stay to watch the procedure. When he got the local anaesthesia injected into his forehead I thought I was going to faint!! Good thing you had a protective cloth over your eyes the entire time babe, the worst wasn’t over. The doctor inserted EIGHT stitches and each time I cringed more than before!!!! eeks! EIGHT! and with a device that looks like a FISHING HOOK!!!! I wanted to look away but it was like a car accident, you just CAN’T ! there’s just some morbid fascination with blood and flesh!

Any ideas I had about going back to school to be a doctor flew out the window with the first stitch.

Concerned readers will be glad to know that SigOther is doing well right now, recuperating at home and practicing the tale about being mauled by packs of wild dogs that will go with his new scar . : )