...to the hospital in NYC:
I'm not sure whether it was the Tigers jersey, the insanely busy night in the ER or the high-risk patients surrounding her, but my poor friend Erinn was left alone and neglected tonight at the NYU Medical Center. We made the most out of it by shopping for husbands in Radiology, attempting to make balloon animals out of latex gloves, taking pictures (until Maggie was asked to stop) and having wheelchair races (until they needed the chairs). Thankfully, Erinn will be just fine (it's not appendicitis) and she's been moved to a room for overnight observation. Let's just hope that tonight's experience will teach her that no good can come from wearing a Tigers jersey.