No one expects a Spanish Inquisition!

I haven't fallen off the face of the earth or gotten lost on the freeway of the world wide web: just the fact that my mother's health has been very fragile lately. She is so weak lately and I fear I will have to rush her back to the ER of Whittier Presbyterian Inter community Hospital, a place that makes me feel like I'm walking through the third level of Dante's Hell. Don't get me wrong the staff there is truly wonderful, Doctor Abbid Shah is a superb doctor, who not only possesses medical expertise but compassion as well. All the medical staff there are lovely people! Once in a while, when I meet my friend Linda at Marie Calendars,(in California there always seems to be a Marie Calendars across the street of a hospital) I see some of the nurses there, enjoying a much needed after work libation and I feel compelled to buy them a drink to show my gratitude for their hard and good work. No: it's not the staff of PIH's ER that given me the creeps while at the ER, it's just that one must wait for hours at the ER and I feel I'm sitting at the mouth of Hell! It's a depressing and cold place, I can't see how any sane person can bare working there! Also, whenever I"m there, I'm the one who has to answer the same question after question, makes me feel I'm facing the Spanish Inquisition! Things are looking better for my mom, she is still very weak but feeling better! Please; pray for her!