Sunday, March 30, 2008

March 29, 2008
Well, here I am, back in the saddle again. I'm very weak and I look like a train hit me, but then if you think about it, a metaphorical train did hit me.

Early on, and with good reason, the doctors at Kingman General Hospital were worried I was brain dead. I couldn't name the month, or where I'd been. I was awake but I just stared at them. As they left, my eyes started to flutter and Deena evoked an old family saying to me,"Hey, dad, nap time in the Rockies?" She said I smiled and closed my eyes. I don't know exactly when this saying started, but I believe we were camping in Colorado when the kids were young and the saying became code for "I'm tired, I think I'll take a nap." It has extended to everyday usage and even when we were in Mexico and Costa Rica we'd use the phrase—"It's nap time in the Rockies.""

The doctor's came back with some drug to hopefully open up my receptors. In a while they returned and ask me if I knew I was in Kingman. According to Deena and Kathy, I laughed and said, "That's ridiculous, I'm in Colorado." Kathy quickly explained the reference and then everyone sighed a sigh of relief.

The Safaris, the classic drummer's opening that almost killed me

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