No rest for the wicked...

Ebony is back home. A CT scan did not reveal any trauma, so, I don't know, maybe I'm an alarmist. But what would I be if I didn't call 911 and she had a concussion or worse? Isn't it right to err on the side of caution? I'm not a doctor, I'm just a guy who yells. No regrets, we're back to working out the new normal; but there goes another day at work. I just want to go back to bed. No rest for the wicked...