Heart ATTACK

Last night was absolutelty insane, pure madness i tell you. Listen up. I went to visit my Grandfather at the hospital at 7 o'clock. Visititing hours end at 8:00, i was there till 9:45. The reason? Brace urself..Their are 5 people in this room all of which are heart patients. One patient awoke from his sedatition and became restless. Now when i say restless i dont mean was talking loud and squirming in his bed I meann flat out BONKERS. This guy was up , throwing things, screaming obsenitites. The nurses were chasing after him with his I.V.  and begging him to remain calm. He wouldnt though,  he through potted plants, sheets, a hot cup of coffee, u name it. My Grandfather's suggestion to stop this guy was to punch him in the heart 2 times- gotta love him lol. Anyway the guy was still on a rampage- he went over to a neighboring patient and started tugging at his I.V. and medications. THE MAN WET HIS BED! My dad- who has a loud booming voice- walked over to the guy and yelled in his face. Now when my dad yells people listen, i know i do. So he did retreat for a little bit but this guy couldnt be stopped. They called in security but the guards look to be older and more out of shape then the patients so they were of no assistance.Finally they sedated him again- strapped him down and after repeated complaints- he was finally shipped out. Now can u believe that? these people have just had heart surgery- their heart rate is being monitored- something like this is enough to give some1 with a strong ticker a heart attack. Well i thought it was a crazy story- just thought id share it with all 3 of my readers lol. I had plans to go to the movies but those got shot down and the rest of my night wasnt all up hill- a little drama at the festival involving scott, brad, and myself but the nite wasnt a total loss we did manage to complete a mission that will bring us joy for months to come.

Quotables: I am so busy doing nothing... that the idea of doing anything - which as you know, always leads to something - cuts into the nothing and then forces me to have to drop everything.

P.S. Today i got mail! Its for some poetry contest that i entered a while ago. They are inviting me to philadelphia to be with other "poets" at some huge conventionwhere im elibible to win prizes. Fat chance ill attend but it was a cool feeling. Ill keep u posted if i win anything and maybe 1 day ill put a poem up on this bad boy. Dont expect anything good though i havent written a good poem since high school.