Don’t Call Me in the Morning
February 22nd, 2007
I don’t like morning phone calls. They are always bad news. This morning, it was my mom calling to say my dad was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. He’s home now, and doing better — a kidney stone was causing immense pain and nausea, but he has good drugs now. Nothing good happens before 9am, and when the phone rings, it’s bound to be bad.
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