Horse kick in '74 - the doc's thought I had a ruptured spleen - 1 night - just broken ribs.
~ '75, they thought I had a bleeding ulcer - 1 night and go home.
Few nights on a hospital couch/bed when "The Warden" was hospitalized for chemo, the last go-round.
I can NOT recommend hospitals for an overnight stay.


I've always been a curmudgeon - now I'm an old curmudgeon.
~Molɔ̀ːn Labé Skýla~