Weed whacking on a slant

Dear Editor,

Because I still think that I am in my 30s, I recently injured my (replaced) knee while weed whacking on a hill. And yes, I do have a great friend who takes care of that for me. But sometimes I just want to prove to him that I still have it.

I am actually in my early 70s. My knee swelled up like a bag of Jiffy Pop popcorn and hurt like hell.

I ended up having to go to the Springfield Hospital E.R., where I was treated with compassion and expertise. Unfortunately, not only am I guilty of ignoring the reality of my age, but also somewhat of a “Hypochondriac.” Not a good combination at all!

The M.D. on duty, Dr. Carl Ramsay, accurately diagnosed my problem immediately, and ordered an ultra sound to make sure. Both he and the nurses reassured (several times) me that I was going to be OK.

I am writing about this because I do not know what I would have done if I had to get to another hospital out of town. I couldn’t drive! I couldn’t even walk! All my friends were out of town that day (I was supposed to be with them), and I live alone.

I personally feel that we all must appreciate Springfield Hospital and its amazing staff.

And help keep it here in Springfield!

Sincerely,

Linda Brown

Springfield, Vt.

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