But life threw a curve, as it sometimes does. Rick's mom was rushed to the hospital this morning, seems the battery on her pace maker died. She is fine tonight, we just got home a little while ago.
I had forgotten how exhausting it is to sit at a hospital all day. I told Rick on the way home, that hospitals should do what casinos do, pump oxygen in, so that at least you are energized while you are there! Actually I think they do the opposite, recycle air so much that it sucks the energy right out of you.
Isn't it interesting how so many of us are becoming bionic, Lee Majors was so ahead of his time!
Almost everyone I know has a stint, a replacement, a battery, some sort of space age thing-a-ma-jiggie. Friends are walking around with perfect vision because of lens implants, women have perfect or near perfect bodies, thanks to implants, nips and tucks. I can see it all now, a few years down the road, everyone will look just like Ken and Barbie, some sort of weird plastic
mechanical version of what we have deemed as perfect.
Sorry, I tend to go way out in left field when I am tired and stressed. I think it is time to call it a
night, drink my rose tea, and see what tomorrow brings.
Good night, sweet dreams.