The Day Gus Rushed to the Hospital

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The Day Gus Rushed to the Hospital - Good Morning to all of you MyLotters who, like me, got out of bed today, had some breakfast, and who now (sooner or later) are getting on with stuff. I thought that I would put in a "discussion" (really a post) that is a whole lot like so many of the others we see around this place, like "I woke up, combed my curly hair, fed the kids and the dogs and the cats, had some stuff to eat, turned on the television for the news show, and got onto the MyLot thingie on the Internet." Then, being Gus as I am, the decision was made to cause this discussion deal to be more out of the ordinary; that is, more exciting to read than are the usual "I got out of bed..." types of discussions. Yes. We see way too many of those, don't we? So I thought I would tell you about the day, not all that long ago, that I had to rush to the hospital. (You don't see all that many posts about rushing to hospitals, do you?) Oh boy, excitement. Before it was all done with, I came close to being really, really out of breath. Now, that is enough to scare the pants off of a brass statue, isn't it? But I made it. I ran in through the Emergency Room door. That, of course, almost scared the pants off of the doctors and the nurses there. (They are more used to people being wheeled in on top of those gurney things, pushed along by the ambulance EMTs.) But I made it. Not one minute too soon, either. I was due to start my work shift at 3:00 pm, and the clock was just then ticking at 2:59. Phew... It is no fun to have to rush to the hospital, let me tell you. * * * * * * * * * * Image source: Pixabay dot com * * * * * * * * * *