Crisis Narrowly Averted Again– August 2006

In August, early on a Sunday, I was feeling ill again. I thought I needed more medicine. I didn’t think I could find a solution at a hotel. I was angry at the dentist who did the root canal in July 2005. I thought about killing him - he had ruined whatever health I had had - I thought. I thought with that they would admit me to the hospital. They did.

But they were slow to make any change to my medicine. Before that [I was there almost 2 weeks and over a week before they made any change, I changed rooms and roommates a few times]. One time, Dr Richard was my roommate’s doctor and visited him while I was there. I said “Hi.” Dr Richard said, ”Hi Dennis.” My roommate didn’t think he was ready to leave, but Dr Richard was telling him about how he had told him he had felt like “superman” the day before. I told an old joke. Muhammad Ali was in a airplane. The stewardess told him to fasten his seatbelt. Muhammad Ali said, ”Superman doesn’t need a seatbelt.” The stewardess replied, ”Superman doesn’t need an airplane.” They finally increased my medicine and I improved and went home.