Chez Belle Vue

I'm here dealing with some abdominal trauma. Okay, so I'm not there right now, but I'm on my way back. Long story. Here are some highlights from the first half:

1/17 @ 7:15am and I'm mad as hell right now because a fucking army of doctors just woke me up and I just went to sleep at 4:30am. After listening to the lead doctor repeat the SAME line of questioning that has been repeated AT LEAST 6-7 times, you know I let them HAVE IT!!! I swear, you needed a heat shield to come back up in that room! Okay ... there, I feel much better now. Even if they are starving me for the CAT scan this morning. I'm going to wait patiently for a little while. It truly does NOT help to be staring at a clock that's not working ...

cute moment:
Female Patient: "There sure are a lot of cute guys here at Bellevue!"
Transport Guy: "Yeah, I hear you baby ..."

Okay, guess you had to be there to hear how sexy the Transport Guy's basso profundo sounded!

ethereal moment:
Being wheeled from having an X-ray, facing the ceiling and hearing the music of Enya. Very comforting - almost eerie. Yes, I was being transported by the aforementioned basso profundo!