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a little scare

"You sound just like Mary!" Opined my youngest sister in reference to the second youngest. She was calling this morning to see how I was doing after having spent 4 hours in emergency last night. I am out as Joanna as I write this.

Right after the dinner for my son's birthday I had felt queezy and proceeded to get up very quickly to find the rest room. Not long afterwards I found myself on the floor after having lost conciousness for some seconds (or so I am told).

A medic who had been having dinner with his family watched over me as the ambulance was dispatched and I was driven to the hospital where I would be pricked and prodded until two sets of bloodwork would exonerate me as being well enough to be discharged. The entire thing cost me nothing if a little embarrassment as I lay on the floor in front of the Saturday night diners. Blessed be our Medicare system.

All is okay with me although I did give both my 82 year old mother and my almost 21 year old daughter the lion share of the visible shock. Also, my ex was present and was nice enough to stay with me the whole time until I was released.

Lesson learned.


  1. I'm glad you're OK Joanna. That must have been scary and there had to be a reason for passing out. I hope nothing serious and just food or drink.

    Calie xx

  2. I'm so sorry you went through that, Joanna. I concede, as someone with a chronic illness and similar scares as a regular part of life, I envy your country's health care. I've already been taken for US$8,000 this year alone for conditions that should be covered, but the private corporations win here.

    But I digress. Besides wishing you well, l wanted to ask, what was meant by, "You sound just like" your sister? Just curious.


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