The long journey to my acquaintance with the downside of military hospital vs. the civilian sector began in August 2024. I am subject to colds that occur in such a manner that when one ends another starts up. They linger a bit and before I consider the thought of carrying a convenient handkerchief in a left pocket they are gone. Not this time. My mother spent her time (or social life) keeping doctor appointments for anything and everything. My sister claimed she ...
It has been a very longtime since I posted to my blog. The events to be recorded began August 2024 but the main event takes place from March 2025 to June 2025. An old Litnet friend suggested it might make for a true story with twists and turns. Some things to be written concern a blood draw that goes terribly wrong; two diagnostics that were way off the mark, two warnings of impending death, one late night commentary on the Book of Jonah with an ICU nurse, and a couple of phone ...