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Yesterday, I tabled for Dean in San Francisco. I stood for a couple of hours at the Ferry Bldg before taking a cable car up to my next tabling event. After I got off the cable car I had to walk up the hill about seven blocks. By then, it was mid-afternoon, and it was a pretty hot day. After standing in the sun for another hour in the Fillmore District, I fainted and clunked my head on the concrete. I got carted off to the emergency room.

After initial treatment, I did some campaigning in the ER. I straightened out the doctor on Gephardt's vote for the war, and now he's for Dean. He thought that Gephardt had left Congress before the vote, but I told the doc he'd just given up his minority leader position, but he was one of the Washington Four who had voted for the war.

I converted an orderly while I was waiting for my ride to pick me up.

Best of all, was the registered nurse who took care of me. She told me that they have all kinds of disoriented people come into the ER. The nurses ask them a series of questions to see how out of it they are: "Do you know where you are? How old are you? Who's the president of the United States?" When they get to the last question, 9 times out of 10, the patient says, "That @$$hole!" She said, "Even if these people are drunk out of their minds, they say, 'That @$$hole!'" I gave the R.N. one of my Dean buttons, and she promised to check him out on the net.

I'd like to thank Matt and Jennifer, the two people who were tabling with me, for their help and concern. They took good care of me and made sure I got home okay. Dean people are so terrific! I always feel safe around them. Oh, BTW, I'm perfectly fine now. I'm just a little sore from the fall, but the doctor said it was nothing more than fainting due to overheating. I'm carrying a water bottle from now on.