Thinking the... revelation of this detail will make people hate me, but here goes.

Thinking The Lions is life, only funnier.:

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The other night, at about 2:30, Sweetie woke me up because she had a kidney stone. She knows when she's got one. The last time she had one, she woke me up and said, simply "I've got a kidney stone; I'm going to drive myself to the hospital," and then doubled over in pain. I made sure I got up and drove her then, just like I made sure I got up and drove her this time.

We were sitting in the ER waiting for them to do whatever scan they do to determine if she is right that she has a kidney stone, and periodically, over the public address system, an announcement would come: Ambulance in, they would say.

Each time, I thought this exact sequence of thoughts:

First: Oh, man, that's probably going to make us sit here longer.

Then: That was a terrible thing to think. What if that person's really hurt?

Then: I hope they're not really badly hurt.

That last thought seems to be a good one, but it was a mixture of actually hoping the person was okay because I don't want people to be hurt, and also trying to make myself feel better about having been selfish a second earlier, and also really, secretly hoping that the person in the ambulance was not badly hurt so that they wouldn't take long and Sweetie would get fixed up and we could go home.

I'm pretty sure things are not going to fare well for me in the afterlife.
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Thinking the... is a short time-filler between longer entries. Longer entries like when I related my anniversary to a disaster movie, with raccoons.

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