My Worst Thanksgiving Weekend: 4 Days in Solitary Confinement

On Thanksgiving in 2006 I wound up quarantined in a hospital roomthe size of a walk-in-closet. The trouble started early on turkeyday when I was cleaning the cranberries with my son Cary. I hadsome difficulty breathing and a tightness in my chest. After awhile, at his insistence, we drove to a hospital ER. There was anespecially long wait because of short staffing, but I finally spoketo a nurse and my breathing problem got her attention. Heart testsfirst, then x-rays. Then more waiting for results. A patch on mylung looked like an infection,



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