Thursday, March 06, 2003

My mom can be hilariously funny at times. For background information, it should be noted that the rescue squad which took her to Columbus was manned by two rather hillbilly, but affable kind of guys, both named Randy. Mom was telling me about her thought process on the trip.

"Do you know how terrible it is to think you might die and all you have are Randys to take care of you? I mean, I've got a suspected embolism and Randys take time to flirt with the nurses!"

I think it was the straightforward, innocent expression she wore as she said it.