Let’s Start a Tally

Mama has fallen silent the past few days. My nerves needed the rest, but I figured it meant one of a few things: she was in the hospital, wrapped up in a new man, or down at Kenny’s camp where cell phone reception is non existent.

Well, she was in the hospital. Taken there, naturally, by an ambulance. This is the third time that an ambulance has carried her to the hospital for a few overnight stays since Labor Day. I figured, just for shits and giggles, I could start a tally. From this past Labor Day til next, just how many trips will the ole gal take to the hospital? Just how many tax dollars will be spent ferrying her across town every time her head hurts or last night’s dinner makes her tummy rumble. Three so far, and I doubt we can make it through the year without that number moving into double digits.