Like a complex ballet, the choreography of that day was beautiful.

It's amazing all the different things that kept me where I needed to be that fateful day…

Let me start with the first thing that was out of the ordinary on Friday the 25th of October.  I drove my car to work.  That is not a normal thing for me. Generally I will ride the train to work, especially on a Friday… traffic, ugh!  But I did drive that day so that I could stop and pick up snacks for the movie night that me and all my Bunco girlfriends were going to have because we didn't have enough gals to play bunco.  Why is that significant?  Well, when I ride the train I leave the office at 4:45 to walk down to catch the TRE to Victory Station.  SO???  Well at about the same time I started having chest pain I would have been walking down near the Dean's office of the Medical School, this is an area with a large set of steep stairs that I go down and I typically do not see anyone over there or starting down the hill to the train.  I would have collapsed in an area of extremely low traffic where there is a large set of stairs, I just can't see anything good coming out of that situation with my condition.

If that doesn't boggle your mind, this should…  My Boss, Suzi, was getting on a plane for Houston at about the time I went down in my office.  Earlier that day she had the idea that she was going to send me home early for a mini break.  Unfortunately (actually fortunately for me), Keith got sick and went home after lunch.  Meaning that I had to stay since Chris and I were the only regular staff left at the office.  Again, what does that have to do with anything you ask…  I would have been home at the time of my initial issue and would have been possibly alone as my son Parker doesn't get home from school until 5:45 or so and Nicholas, my other son, has been out looking for jobs lately.  Also, there are no large hospitals that have the staff necessary for my type of emergency in my area.  The closest would have been at the Bush Turnpike and Preston Rd… pretty darn far from my house.  I would have been home alone on the floor unable to get to my phone since I couldn't move.  Who knows what could have happened to me as I fell or lie there at my house.

So, I did say that Suzi was getting on a plane for Houston, but when Chris called her she answered and told him to send me to St. Paul.  The reason for this is that we have special insurance as UT employees that gives us extra benefits if we use a UT doctor or Hospital (the Hospital I mentioned that I would have gone to if I had been home is not a UT Hospital).  Without this benefit the cost of my care would be astronomical, but with these extra benefits I am well covered and don't feel the need to worry about those things as I work hard to recover from my injuries.

All these things came together in my world to put me right where I needed to be to get to that ER where the doctors were waiting, even though they didn't know it, for me to arrive so they could dance their part in my complex ballet.

With Much Love,

Sonnie