Therapist Takes Strange Odyssey to Fauquier Hospital
One of the respiratory therapists at Fauquier Hospital had more than a little trouble getting to work this morning.
Joan Armstrong called in to the hospital asking for a ride to work at 10 a.m. She was asked to make her way down Featherstone Lane in The Plains, where she lives, to the corner of Featherstone and Bunker Hill. Thanks to her husband and his 4-wheel drive – and no thanks to their St. Bernard, who drooled on her shoulder the whole way – they got to the corner.
They waited for 40 minutes, but then got a phone call saying that the road was impassable. Undaunted, Joan hitched a ride with a tractor that was occupied with getting someone else unstuck, and rode it a quarter mile, where she was picked up by an obliging volunteer fireman, who carted her to the end of Bunker Hill.
At last, she then connected with a state trooper, who then drove her the 12 miles to the hospital. She arrived at 1 p.m.
Obviously, Joan packed a bag and will be guest of the hospital tonight. The St. Bernard will just have to get along without her for a night or two.
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