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Sacred Heart - straight from the soaps

A couple of years ago, while Ivey was only a few months old, we decided to still take our summer vacation. Live life anyways no matter what the docs suggested we do - which was to not leave the state - especially the northwest part of the state since it was closest to the hospital. Instead we decided to try to voyage to St. George's Island. We made arrangements, put deposits down, yada, yada, yada. However, by sheer happenstance we also had to visit the neurologist the week before departure only to have him lower the hammer on us. Simply stated, he said "NO - you can not go there". If we were leaving the state we had to at least humor him and stay within a hub with a particular hospital within drive time. So, the brakes were slammed on, reservations canceled and we made impromptu plans for the area around Destin, Fla. - specifically Santa Rosa. Nice , Quiet , and required hospital.

For two years we traveled to the same place - never needed that hospital.

Go figure - this year - found out just how fast my silver bullet minivan can truck it down the highway.

Yes, Ivey had one heck of a seizure, not her worst, but her worst in several months. And in the aftermath of the ER trip we left with a case of pneumonia, which she has never had, and a couple of humorous stories in lieu of our new found friends in the ER. Humorous to us, probably not to the rest of the world.

But yesterday after talking to a friend I got a good laugh because one of the ER docs was just too GQ to be in the ER. Nice tan, gel in the hair (not one out of place), whitened smile - and while we were there I kept thinking he must have stepped out of some Soap. Anyway, I didn't know this but Sacred Heart is the name of the hospital on Scrubs -- Seriously, our life is now literally a soap opera!!!--

Can you imagine that it is also the name of the hospital where just the night before as we were driving to Publix, I made the comment that it was a pretty hospital - as I retold that to one of the ER nurses she said that if I were noticing the 'look' of the hospitals while on vacation I had obviously spent way too much time in them.

Thanks to the staff at Sacred Heart!!

Comments

I'm sorry that you had to spend time in the hospital on your vacation and that Ivey has had such a rough time. I hope she is feeling much better.

That is funny about the hospital. I have commented on how nice or icky hospitals are before to nurses, to be told the same thing. Most people don't comment, they have nothing to compare to! LOL

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