I remember it as though it were yesterday. I developed a fever and stomach cramps. Assuming it was the flu, I went to bed to sleep it off. When my husband came home and found me with a temperature of over 103 degrees, he insisted on taking me to the doctor despite my objections.
Upon examination, my doctor determined I had a dangerous infection and left a waiting room full of patients to accompany us to the hospital while his staff called ahead. Once there, I was immediately placed in a room, where my own doctor ran tests and administered emergency treatment himself without waiting for the hospital staff to determine my condition or be brought up to speed. I later learned that these measures likely saved my life. Continue reading “Supremes Move Back Alley to Main Street”