Don't Drive Yourself to the Hospital!

People I'm related to either by blood or by marriage are apparently insane and really hate ambulances.

My paternal grandfather drove himself to the hospital (which is an hour drive) in the middle of a heart attack a few years ago. It was so bad that he needed quadruple bypass surgery. He's nuts.

My maternal grandfather was worse. He's a semi truck driver. About two years ago he was on a job and was in Ohio. He got on the road and his chest was hurting but he didn't think anything of it and kept trucking along. Well about half way through his trip back home (Texas) he realized he was having a heart attack. He kept driving until he fucking reached Texas, got all the way home, parked his rig, got in his car, and then drove to the hospital from there.

And then today my mother-in-law added herself to this list of crazy people. She woke up this morning with severe abdominal pain. Her husband was already at work, and was a good 2 1/2 hours away. So what does she do? Does she pick up a phone and call an ambulance? No. Does she call a friend, or even her son (Master)? No. She gets in her car and drives to the hospital. That isn't all though. She drove to a hospital that was further away from her home than need be. There were literally two hospitals closer to her house than the one she went to.

She called Master once she got to the hospital. She said that her husband was on his way, but that she was scared. So Master went down there. He was there until 2pm. Her appendix decided to fuck with her and she had to have it removed. She is being kept over night for observation but she should be back home tomorrow.

I know ambulance rides are fucking expensive.. but come on! There are times where you have to realize that your pocketbook is going to take a hell of a hit, but at least you're safe and not endangering yourself or other people on the road.

Ugh.