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  • Get grades in, Kristin comes for a visit, stay on the Queen Mary, hang out on Catalina, she takes the pictures. Last day on the island, out on a walk, I feel a sharp short grumbling pain in the gut. Uh. That ain't the regular stuff. A few hours go by, and the waves of pain become more frequent, stronger, until I'm writhing in pain on the cabin bed. Time to get help. Kristin gets the real honest official Baywatch, county rescue, the help on the far side of the island. These guys were sharp and handsome and in control. Morphine. Get put on the lifeguard boat for the trip to Avalon. Wrapped up all snug and warm. Took about 40 minutes to Avalon. Two bed clinic, but they got a CAT scan, get put through. Time for the helicopter off the island. Facebook post. Dilaudid. Taken to the helipad on the shore of the island, strapped down and we're off. So smooth. Didn't event realize we had left land. 20 or so minutes we land, Torrance airport. Transported in ambulance to Harbor City Kaiser. Love my part-time government union jobs.
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