Nap O’Clock

Last night when I was returning to the hospital I ran into two old friends entering the hospital. It turns out that my friend of many years, Michael C, is in from a heart attack on Sunday night. His partner, Carl, and friend Fred were on their way up to see him.

I went over to ORMC this morning to visit Michael who is getting a defibrillator implant this afternoon. I said, “Oh, just like Dick Cheney!” We both laughed and rolled our eyes… but alas, that’s another story for another day. Michael, I’m grateful you are doing well and praying for your success with your procedure today.

Linn got back to the hospital while I was visiting Michael. When I got back to Mom’s room they had just moved her to the chair in her room and was getting over the pain that accompanied that move. She is going to be in the chair for a bit. I told Linn that I need to get home to look after my animals and get a nap.

My buddy Ralph’s favorite expression when tired is that “It’s nap o’clock,” so I find it very apropos.