And the New Year began...

I watched the countdown and really enjoyed the flashbacks to American Bandstand's career launching moments. At 12 o'clock, everyone yelled 'Happy New Year'!! And I climbed in between the sheets.  Ahhhh!
At 1; 15, the phone rang and it was Mom's Nursing Home telling me that Flo had fallen out of bed..[huh???] and they were sending her by ambulance to the ER 'cause they thought she needed a stitch or two. Really?
Who can you call at 1;30 AM and ask to accompany you to the ER on New Year's Eve and maintain a positive mood, too?   I called my friend and Flo's Eucharistic Minister, Helen.  She was so kind and helpful and funny.
The CAT Scan showed a [small] bleed in the brain and so they wanted to send her to Syr or Roch for better care.  So I got to do another ambulance ride and we pulled into the ER at 5;30 ish to see a very busy space occupied by patients and policemen.  I asked the staff innocently.
'How are you doing?'
'It's New Year's Eve in the ER....How do you think we are doing?'
She turned to her fellow worker and said, 'Gunshot #6 is on its way.'
I suddenly thought...there have to be angry people out there that want to even the score...and there was the possibility of imminent danger.  OMG!!  Am I going out in the midst of gunfire??
They kept Mom overnight for observation and when she was settled in a 'state of the art' room in the neurology wing, I went home.  More stories...next post...Flo is the Energizer Bunny!!!