The medics decided to take the short cut, a some what bumpy dirt road across the Ute Indian Reservation ....by the way I am not making this up. It is very dark out there so they couldn't have the interior light on...they needed to be able to see. What they didn't see was Tom's IV came out. Being on blood thinners, he bleed all over the back of the suburban. Arriving at the hospital, they thought he was a accident victim.
To make a long story short. He has pneumonia. Not a serious kind, but they kept him this time for two days.
Why don't I have a picture of him in the back of that suburban? Well I do...but he so nicely (not really) mentioned that he did not want to see his picture on my blog.
So, I thought I would show you a neat picture that I took driving him home across that same reservation, which is open range,
Montrose is 100 miles away. I made three round trips last week for a total of 600 miles of mountain driving. So if you need an experienced driver, I am your gal.