One of those odd days, yesterday, that seem to take us on treks that, while they don't go very far, are monthly parts of marriage in the Last Quarter. Really didn't matter whether it was M or me, this time. A set of symptoms arrives ... this time on a hot beach. We take a breather. The symptomatic one lays down back at house ... the complex of symptoms had not been typical of a Myocardial Infarction. Did not want to panic the grandkids. Maybe dehydration? heat related complex? it had been really quite hot on beach and we were on the 'could there be miracles' organic juicing diet. An hour later, the symptoms are no better. The health center on the Island is run by a whole team of Clem Kiddidlehoppers .... call the pharmacy ... 'y'could go to one of thos emergent health issue places up near Pocomoke City ... hospitals? oh, they're 50 miles away or thereabouts.' At this point, it takes two to walk the patient to the car. 25 mins later, we're facing a very worried receptionist who takes us right back. 45 minutes, two ekg's, a line for fluids, and blood spots all over the aqua-blue moo-moo (one size fits everyone from Jack-Spratt to Manatees) and floor later and patient is on Emergency Medical Ambulance going north to the big city ... Salisbury. Spouse following in car ... nervous? you bet! EMS folk: 'now don't you go runnin' no red lights or tryin' to keep up with us. Police gonna lock you up, if'n you do.' Actually, the EMS folk were very nice and the 'abundance of caution' Physician's Assistant who made the only decision he could and his staff were all doing exactly what they should have been doing. OK .... most of you know the next four hours ... More ekg's, more lines, more attempts at drawing blood, more x-rays, great Indian Lady Doc ... really clear in her thinking (this, you know, is not always but often the case that ER Docs are good and quick thinkers) ... checking with old ekg reports from back home .... Couple pressing for discharge before they have to drive home in dark ... hard to see at night ... 'could easily be sharing ambulance heading back North if you don't let us go, soon' ... Nevermind GuntherDog panicking and really needing to pee ... kinda like an old person after getting fluids in an ER. You get it .... Made it back just as the Sun's effects were all but gone from its new home beyond our horizon ... patient feeling crumby still in this 9 hour romp ... couple ready to go to sleep to call it another day Playing in the Last Quarter. Report: Turkey sandwich in ER looked different than the Green Miracle Juices of past week and, standing here on the beach awaiting His Majesty's arrival just before 6, the heat wave has broken. Hey! All's Well that Ends Well!