I just back into town when I received a call that a dear friend was in the hospital with chest pain. I immediately went to the hospital. He was doing OK and I was sitting there chatting with him and his wife. There is a knock at the door and in walks a nurse. OMG! It was a provider I saw in San Antonio about 3-4 years ago. I had seen her several times and remembered she was finishing nursing school back then. One day her number was disconnected. She tended to my friend and left. I figured perhaps she did NOT remember me. I left about 30 minutes later. As I walked past the nurse’s station, she looked up at me and signaled me to follow her. I walked down the hall behind her and followed her to a coffee station. When I turned the corner, she smiled, hugged me and asked if she could call me after she got off work. I agreed and gave her my card. Apparently she got off at 7:30 pm. My phone rang at 7:35. We talked the entire time she drove home in south Austin. We’re meeting for dinner this Saturday! She is no longer a provider, so there won't be a review!
Has the hobby world ever crashed down on you in your personal life?