So Molly here's where I'm going to cut and paste from my letter to you into my blog: I went to the hospital today for an x-ray to determine whether the pain I've been feeling lately is kidney stone related. I went yesterday and the doc prescribed something for inflammation but I insisted on an x-ray so he humored me. After the x-ray the doc took me a little more seriously because they found a kidney stone right away. They sent me down for an ultrasound and a urinalysis. They found two more kidney stones and sent me back to the doc. He prescribed some medicine, and I'll see him again in two weeks.
But that's not the story.
The story is that for the urinalysis I went into the restroom and found that the toilet wouldn't flush. In the hospital. Then, when I tried to wash my hands, there wasn't any soap. In the hospital. So I thought, "I'll just wash with water", and I reached out and broke the metal handle off of the faucet with my hand. In the hospital.
Lucky for me I had plenty of alcohol hand sanitizer that I used liberally today.
Three broken ATMs, long walks, and a taxi ride later, I have the medicine he prescribed. I can't wait to go back.
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