Escape from the Hospital, Take 2

Once again, a narrow escape from the hospital. Twice in three weeks. This had better not become a habit for me. Creativity doesn’t seem to root well in a hospital.

For half the time, my next-room neighbor was a chained felon, complete with 24-hour armed guards. I don’t have the slightest idea of what he was in for (illness or incarceration), but I’m hopefully assuming he was some kind of mastermind of diamond thievery or perhaps a mafioso of elegant and brutal repute. Or perhaps he was just an incompetent shoplifter.

At any rate, we’ll never know.

4 thoughts on “Escape from the Hospital, Take 2”

  1. you really know how to live on the edge, don’t you? I’m hoping and praying you back to good health, and that all is well.

  2. just think of all the personal experience (read, fodder) you are gaining. no one will ever say that you have no clue what you’re talking about when you write one of your characters with similar experientiae.

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