In praise of the bureaucracy.
While being strapped onto an operating table earlier this week, I casually mentioned, how convenient it would be if something went wrong that Suburban Hospital is very close to the campus shared by Navy Medical-Walter Reed hospital and the Uniformed Services Medical School.
The med-school’s cadaver room is where my body, ultimately, is headed.
Sorry, someone yelled. Not on my watch.
Why?, I asked.
Too much paperwork, he replied.
This really happened.
So far the pacemaker seems to be working.
Previously, I thought it was a good thing when my heart skipped a beat (like when Susan walked into a room).
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