I couldn't think of any memorable Valentine's Days from my past, but I will probably remember yesterday's as one of the more unusual, since I spent it at the VA Hospital in the ER with my dad. He went in for a pulmonary appointment, but since his shoulder has been giving him so much pain, we had that checked out, too, and the only way to do that was through the ER. The place was packed so we had to stay parked in the hall. 6 hours of standing by the stretcher with occasional interludes of drama, like the guy who came in because he wanted to kill himself, then wasn't satisfied by the treatment of him at the ER so he decided to split, at which time the policy is to call the police on him.
I brought Dad some Godiva truffles and a card, so at least I could administer a treat here and there. He's back home now; I got home in time for a very late Valentine's Day sushi dinner with Greg. Hope everyone had a fun day!
