Now, about yesterday: we had a New York "first" that we didn't plan - a trip to the ER at Presbyterian Hospital. We left the apt about noon, took the bus down to 42nd, and walked to the Drama Book Store. From there we walked to the Belasco to try to get TWELFTH NIGHT tix. It was almost our turn at the window when my nose began to bleed profusely and would not stop. Richard went to get a taxi, whose driver picked the hospital and we arrived there about 2:45. It was a zoo, but I was treated well by all the nurses and Drs. Bender and Caldwell. We left there about 7 armed with a basin and lots of gauze, and things have finally calmed down. Damn blood thinners!
Needless to say, we do not have TWELFTH NIGHT tickets and we missed Fr. Jake's ordination.