We never got to Inception. Why? Because Betty's in the hospital. She called me about 7:45 am to say she had been taken to AtlantiCare about 4:00, with vomiting and other gastrointestinal upset*, plus chest pains and shortness of breath. Of course, I was highly alarmed; quickly changed and drove there.
She was still in the emergency room when I arrived and had already gotten blood work and a CRT. Being a veteran of such environs, I was pretty sure she wouldn't be admitted--assuming she'd be admitted--until hours had gone by, and of course, she wasn't. Her back started to hurt and she got something in her IV for that; chest pain subsided. Niece-in-law Dorothy G. stopped to visit her. Dorothy's the manager of IMAX at one of the casinos and invited us to see Inception there. Hope we can fit it in before I go to California.
My diagnoses for Betty was pebbles in the gall bladder--I had had an attack years ago--but I accompanied her to the darkroom where the tech did an ultra-sound and that seemed off the mark. She finally got up to a room about 1:30 and got lunch about 2:00. I got mine at the cafeteria--vegetable lasagna and broccoli--brought it up to her, and we ate together. The hospital, brand new, is great; all the rooms are private ones and the place seems like a luxury hotel.
Betty needed a few things from home, so I drove down to get them. While there, I cleaned up a bit and changed the sheets on her bed. It happened that Dorothy's husband, Mike, was there putting up new blinds. Boy, it was surely over 100, as Betty doesn't have central air and her window ACs barely function.
Sis was comfortable when I left about 5:15. Still no diagnoses, but I'm relieved to say the blood work and tests for heart attack came back negative. She thinks she'll be released today and I'm hoping she will. I'll pick her up and take her home, but I also want to go to the race in Wall this evening--little J. is running.
* I'm so genteel I can hardly stand myself! That old lady type euphemism means she suffered from--ahem--other emissions, too. Luckily, that's all behind her (heh, heh)...