Captured Again

 Normally I follow up my new year's eve posting with New Year's Day talking about plans for the upcoming year.  However, I spent the morning in an ambulance, being hauled back to the hospital. Nothing so serious as last time, a slightly rapid heartbeat which is normal for me. But Mom freaked out and I was on my way.  Spent a long time in the waiting areas of the ER.  Asked for water but they didn't bring any. Spent a long time in an exam room. I was told that they were trying to figure out what was causing my fever. I'm  told that at first they thought it might be meningitis, but after observations, they decided it wasn't that.  Then they were isolating me for COVID, but after yet another test, they cleared me of that.  Then is was just more isolation.  (don't know if then ever decided what it was) In the following days, countless more tests- ultrasounds, CT scans, etc.  I thing there were 4 separate ultrasounds just on my legs.  Hospitals at night can be strange places- noises etc.  I woke up around 9 on Sunday, and every light was on bright.  Figured it was morning.   Got out of bed , started getting ready, and the nurses descended on me.  I told them what I was doing, and they told me to sit on the edge of my bed  for 5 minutes.  And that it was 9 pm the night before.  I've worked a lot of overnight jobs, and in most places they dim the lights at night, especially in places where people are sleeping. Did that and nothing happened.  Sat another 5 and nothing.  Moved over to armchair next to the bed (not even a full step away).  I still didn't know where I was and why I was being kept. Two days ago I got word I was being released and couldn't get out fast enough.

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