Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Associated Press
Nancy Reagan has been hospitalized with a broken pelvis after a fall at her Bel-Air home, her spokeswoman said Wednesday.
The 87-year-old former first lady fell last week, but she decided Monday to get checked out at Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center because of persistent pain, spokeswoman Joanne Drake said. Doctors determined she had a fractured pelvis and sacrum, a triangle-shaped bone made up of five fused vertebrae. “She’s in some pain but in very good spirits,” Drake said.
Reagan was undergoing physical therapy but surgery won’t be required, the spokeswoman said. She apparently got up in middle of the night and fell after twisting on her leg. Pain persisted and she decided to go to the hospital.
Reagan will be hospitalized “for a few days â€??? until doctors are satisfied with her progress â€??? and then return home,” Drake said in a statement. Recovery is expected within six to eight weeks, she said. She was hospitalized three days in February after a similar fall at the hillside home she shared with President Reagan after their White House years. He died June 5, 2004, after a 10-year battle with Alzheimer’s disease.
It was initially feared Reagan broke her hip in that February fall, but tests determined there was no fracture.
Reagan has been active at the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library in Simi Valley, about 50 miles from her home.
Best Wishes from The Bull! 
Oh, I know! A lot of you folk – both Liberal & Conservative – never liked Nancy Reagan. All I need to know is that “Uncle Ronnie” loved her very much. That’s good enough for me.
Bull, out! 
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0415… Seems I slept longer than usual. Perhaps that has something to do with the state of my dreams. Maybe not. Since I was a kid The Bull has been the “go to” guy when it comes to dreams. I’ve got a knack for seeing what is crawling about in a person’s head, what is the root of a particular dream. Never for myself, though. Tonight’s dream was not terrifying. No, my nightmares are based in reality, never in my sub conscience. This dream was merely strange. A jumble of strange imagery – persons, places, animals, & things that seem to have no correlation.
Persons:
- Fred Thompson
- Queen Elizabeth II
- Ronald Reagan (on a television screen)
- my beloved wife, Lady Beth
- two lost friends: Cathy & Melody
- a dear friend: Malece
- one dead uncle: Jeff
Places:
- my home
- Windsor Castle
- the southern bridge over the Big Eastatoe River
- Dragon Hills, near Carrollton, GA
Animals:
- house cats, (not mine)
- my Great Danes
- a Bald Eagle
Things:
- a HUGE staircase
- an ancient elevator, (in good working order)
Odd, yes? Even now, as most dreams do, the details are becoming a bit fuzzy around the edges. For example, I can not recall what ‘Uncle Ronnie’ Reagan was saying on the television, just that he had my undivided attention. (What a great man. May he rest well.) I had been asked to feed those cats. Just after, and because of, successfully chasing down Jeff. Fred Thompson was where ever I was after that chase, almost as a narrator. The eagle was always in the sky above making the occasional cry. Where ever Lady Beth stood she was being guarded by our Danes. No one could get too close – save for me. Malece sang song after song and each one relaxed me more. I also never seemed to be able to choose between the stairs and the elevator. Mostly I took the stairs.
The rest was even more peculiar. I’ll keep that to myself for now, methinks.
Now, back to the waking world…
Bull.
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