When it rains…

Posted on September 17, 2003 by Gene

With hurricane preparations swirling in my head; wondering how I will get all my work done – and DVD finished by my Austin trip on Monday – I came home to discover messages from my mother… who was in pain and went to the doctor. She’d just arrived here in DC from the Outer Banks, where she had been packing up the house for a couple of days for the evacuation she knew was coming.
Long story short, I arrived at the HMO offices to discover that they had made only a half-hearted attempt to treat her, and, recalling what happened the last time she was ill, she threatened a possible lawsuit – and then they suggested that she not go home, but go instead to the emergency room. So, that’s where I’ve been since 4pm. We decided that I probably needed to get home, have something to eat, and batten down the hatches before Isabel arrives; so I handed off the my stepfather. We still don’t know what’s wrong – so I’ll be up waiting for a phone call. Tomorrow will certainly be a stormy one.