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There was apparently a big fire at Mom's rehab hospital last night. Mom's in the sub/acute rehab unit. An elderly man down the hall had a dangerous blood sugar drop, lit a cigarette in bed and passed out. Mom woke up to the sound of six fire engines pulling into the parking lot outside her room. Her hall wasn't touched; she counted 35 or 40 firemen running by her door with axes, oxygen tanks, etc. The man who started it was burned, but she didn't know how bad. One fireman had a light implanted in his teeth so that people could find him! Mom wheeled over to look and listen to the nurse's instructions and just watched them run by one after the other.

She's fine, once again thank God, but my goodness - what a night.

Update: The man wasn't burned after all. He was taken to the hospital for observation. The nurse who tried to put the fire out had some smoke inhalation. It wasn't too big a fire. Ok, I feel better. (Yark.)

Another update - the man who started the fire was removed from the nursing home and arrested for arson. It was intentional. The nurse is still in the hospital. Jerk.