OUT OF THE HOSPITAL

Today I got out of the hospital.  I had only been in the hospital two days but it seemed more like two weeks.  I had a few 'incidents"over this past weekend that I finally thought might ought to be checked out, so this past Tuesday (1/27/09) I called my doctor; he was out of town.  His nurse told me to go to the emergency room and tell them that my doctor wanted me to have a cat scan of my head (I had about a half dozen 'incidents' that could be interpreted as stroke symptoms).

I have a few complaints.  When I went into the hospital I felt great.

 When I got out two days later, I was very tired and suffering from loss of sleep.

Another problem with this hospital: they are selfish.  They refuse to share information with each other.  The first thing they do is ask you an endless number of questions including what all of your ancestors back to the Civil War died from.  (Some of them died from bullet  or bayonet  wounds).  Everytime you see somebody new they ask you the same questions again.  Why can't they share with each other what they already know?

One good thing though. I am pretty sure they are going to get together and throw me a surprise birthday party; at least 50 people asked me my birthday.