my llittle blue car

Today I used my little blue Fiat 500 for an errand of mercy, sort of.  A friend's mother came for a visit, for her birthday, no less, had some heart problems and ended up at Parkview Hospital for treatment and obsservation for a couple of days.  Today she was discharged and, since there really wasn't anyone else, I offered to drive the two or them home to my friend's appartment. I had made the offer to bring them home without really thinking about the size of my car.  But we did it.  We packed three large people, a suitcase, a walker, two oxygen tanks, and several other odds and ends into my little blue car.  It seemed to gasp a little under the load (perhaps that was my imagination). As we pulled away from the hospital I felt a moment of panic as my friend's mom complained that she couldn't breath.  She was hooked up to one of the oxygen tanks so I was pretty sure she was ok.  Still, it was a real relief when I off loaded both of them and all their equipment.  I think it's unlikely that I will go into any medical related profession, including ambulance driver.  Unless maybe I could have a siren and flashing lights.  That might be fun.