COMEDY IS TRAGEDY PLUS TIME

When The Best Thing To Do Is Laugh

At 2:11 AM on Saturday morning (or Friday night depending on your lifestyle) my father called me from the other room. I’ve been staying at my parents’ house as my mom deals with a gnarly neurological issue that has yet to be officially diagnosed. It was his second call of the night. I expected to hear another request to help her out of the bathroom but instead my dad blurted, “Mom fell off the bed!”

I quickly jumped out of my bed and headed across the hall. I didn’t have time to predict what I was walking into, but I was certainly not ready for what I encountered. My mom was sprawled out on the carpet and there was blood everywhere. Apparently, she had fallen while asleep and bashed her nose into the ground creating a pool of red Jackson Pollock additions to their meticulously decorated primary suite.

As I went to go help her sit up my dad announced, “I fell out of bed, too.”