My mother spent most of her Fourth of July holiday in that painfully unpleasant hurry-up-and-wait-mode characteristic of modern emergency-room care. Around mid-day she’d lost consciousness for some still-unknown reason, while taking recyclables out to her car, and did an unfortunate “header” into driveway gravel. Ouch! Much later, after a series of tests at two different ERs, we learned that the only major injuries were to the bones around her nose and right eye. Nevertheless, she’s pretty banged up from the fall, and Mombo looks like my friend Pam after her bicycle crash. A procedure to relieve pressure around the eyeball was performed at UK before she was eventually released without a hospital admission. We left Lexington about 3 am. Jeanne was still waiting to take Mombo to Eagle Nest. James was still at her side in his garden-tilling boots when Susan and Rita came to see Mombo and pick him up. The uncertainty about why she passed out in the first place hangs over the event. One ER doc pointed out a low sodium level. Another suggested the possibility of a “retrograde amnesia” that would block her memory of having stumbled or been tripped by dogs underfoot. We do know that Panyon’s licking revived her enough that she was able to trigger the electronic life line. Josh was nearby, having been alerted by a friend about an ambulance heading to Blue Bank Road, and so her grandson the soldier was the first to respond. I just found out that the eye specialist is pleased with the condition of that nasty-looking right eye. With very little rest, Jeanne drove Mombo back to Lexington today, and they’ll be traveling to the city for another check-up tomorrow. Stay tuned here for updates.