Edward Klink

Thursday, May 26, 2005

So I went to the emergency room, got my wrist X-rayed and it turns there are no fractures, but it sure is a nasty sprain. So I have it in a splint and I'm popping 800 mgs of Motrin. I must say the ER was pleasant, with very friendly people, no long wait, and they didn't want to see my insurance card until I was finished. I was impressed.

I never had a desire to work in a hospital, but I see the appeal, particularly to the writers of television pilots. There is drama unfolding hourly, sometimes every minute when the ambulances roll in. There are mundane injuries like my sprain juxtaposed with people actually flatlining. There was the inconsolable elderly couple awaiting word on a loved one suffering from stomach pains of unknown origin. A twenty-something woman grousing about how her knee--whacked by a line drive at a company softball game--will cramp her style. And a bright-eyed little girl with a leg cast getting coached by an orderly on using her new crutches.

Every turn of a corner in a hospital presents the opportunity for random encounters, yet everyone works together, more or less, in synchronization. Unlike people working in many big bureaucracies, however, reminders of why hospital workers do what they do are always being wheeled past them.

{ Posted By edward } { 1:20 PM }

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

I threw a punch just as my sparring partner delivered a roundhouse kick, and foot always beats fist. As my wrist jammed in a jolt of pain my hand instantly went numb. I finished the sparring match with my right hand literally behind my back. Fortunately, I was able to pass my test by breaking boards with a back kick instead of a hammer fist strike and I nabbed the next belt.

So now my right hand is iced and I'm wondering how quickly I can get up to speed typing left-handed for work tomorrow. At least the carpal tunnel symptoms are undetectable. Who said, "The best way to solve a problem is to get a bigger problem?"

{ Posted By edward } { 6:31 PM }

Monday, May 23, 2005

Regardless of your religious beliefs, this story about the resurrection is fascinating. A group of believers, small enough to fit in a room, saw their leader killed, yet they went on to start a movement that influenced the entire planet for two millennia. Did it happen as they said it did? What if they imagined it all? Does it really matter?

{ Posted By edward } { 7:11 PM }

Saturday, May 21, 2005

Welcome to the redesigned edwardklink.com! The site's back, stripped down, greased up and ready to rock. I've had my own vanity site since 1997, the Cretaceous period of the Web as you may recall. Since then it's been a constant evolution. I think everyone should have their own website. If you have one, send me a link and I'll be sure to check it out. Thanks for everyone who takes a few minutes to drop in on my world.

{ Posted By edward } { 4:53 AM }