There I was in the parking garage, looking down at my wrist and wondering how to get this hospital bracelet off without a Swiss Army knife or blow torch on me. It was McGyver time and I began to study the possibilities. In about two short seconds, I notice a big “50″ printed next to my name. Just two seconds more pass to ponder whether this was my room number, my insurance deductible, or, even a special code for my blood type, before an adrenaline charged YANK was all it took to remove the thing. The boldfaced “50″ was in fact, my age. No, I’m not a total wack-a-doodle, nor am I particularly sensitive about aging, really. It was just incredibly shocking to see the years fly by in official print and on a ridiculously informative piece of jewelry. The last time I wore one of those bracelets, it said “26″ and a little baby came with it.
It should also be said that I want my money back from a vacation spent in Las Vegas a few months ago. where I celebrated my birthday with family and friends. I believe there is a little law on the books requiring Truth in Advertising. It appears that the MGM Grand, as well as the City of Las Vegas, have done me big-time wrong! I fully expected to get what I paid for – a birthday that happened in Vegas and therefore stayed in Vegas.
Interesting that hospital staff places their version of a Tiffany I.D. bracelet (it costs as much) on backwards so they can read it but you can’t. Probably a good thing, because surely my test results would have been adversely affected, and there you go, more money! Hey Vegas, that’s called “Personal Damages“.
If you’re wondering – my hospital stay was short and of no consequence… stay focused on the issue people! Since it appears that time truly does fly by in a heartbeat, now seems like as good a time as any to start a blog, move forward on that “life list” and remind myself and you to notice and enjoy every little thing along the way.
