The last place I thought I’d find myself on St. Patrick’s Day morning was the emergency room. Guess that’s what I get for not wearing green – or drinking enough liquids before and during working out at the gym: a little dehydration.
So after some dizzy spells, nausea, a little vomiting, almost passing out, a quick bumpy ride in the ambulance to the hospital, I found myself being pumped full of fluids during about two hours worth of steady contemplation.
My first thought – should have drank more water. Brilliant.
Second thought – hope I don’t worry my pregnant wife of seven months and two year old daughter too much.
Every thought while trying to get some rest went a little something like this:
Wonder if my brother Patrick is waiting for me to call him back to wish him a happy birthday…..
Will Greg Oden (who is now listed as a “game time decision”) play Wednesday at his homecoming in Indiana?
It’s freezing in here….
This is seriously cutting into my research time on a story I’m attempting to write for a sports magazine in Seattle…..
How much is that ambulance ride going to cost me exactly?
Do I still have to paint my daughters bedroom pink today?
Should I even bother asking if I can move to a room with a TV….
When should I call to arrange an interview with that one pro wrestling icon….
Will I see Nicolas Batum have another career night the rest of this season….
Can a brother get some Jell-O?
Now I know what Rudy Fernandez felt like – minus the bruised right chest, right hip-pointer, staying the night in the hospital, and visits from Sergio Rodriguez….
Wonder what my dad thought about when he was in and out of hospitals when he was sick with cancer….
Wish I had a book…
Do I still need to meet those three deadlines I have waiting for me at HOOPSWORLD this week?
Can I leave now?
I am blessed with the best wife in the world.
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Glad you are still alive.
Then again, the Wendell Maxey Memorial Press Row has a nice ring to it. (Oh, and it would be the annex row up in the 200s, not the good one. I don’t want you to get a big head.)
In response to the ambulance question… its about $3000. Hope you have insurance!
Overachiever.
How many guys, after puking, nearly passing out, and spendin teh morning in the hospital, will still push through and write?!
Great post … and I’m glad you’re feeling better.
thanks ezra….
with my e.r. visit and your jacked up knee, we’d fit nicely on nate’s bench.
martell and g.o. have nothing on us.
thanks again bob. no rest for the weary…..and dehydrated.
appreciate you breaking the costly news medzag….
had i known it was going to be that much, i would have had them take the scenic route.
FYI: I’m starting a murderball team featuring injured trail blazers and the media who cover them. You interested?
count me in….