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11 July Yoga JackYesterday was a chaotic day. The phone rang early in the afternoon, “Hello sir, I am from the Kansas City Hospital, are you mister Joey Dalton, brother of Jack Dalton?” My heart accelerated and my vision blurred … “Yes, that’s me, what’s the matter with Jack?”. ”Nothing serious mister Dalton, but you better come to the hospital right away … your brother needs you”. I don’t know how I succeeded in getting at the hospital unharmed … after ignoring all traffic lights and making many suicide short cuts. I even shaved while driving. Jack was nursed on the seventh floor, I took the stairways, not wanting to loose time waiting for the elevators. The story of Master Jack Jack was a bit restless the latest months. “I am getting old … my bones hurt and I feel stiff like a wooden plank” he often complained. The same day he downloaded a computer-aided Yoga training, turned on the volume of his PC speakers and started to do some basic Yoga exercises. Now, Cathrine had to do some shopping and arrived home late that afternoon. As soon as she entered the house she heard heartbreaking moaning and yelling. She found Jack in an awkward position. How hard they tried, they were not able to untangle Jack’s limbs. Cathrine decided to dial 911 … Hugs and Kisses Comments (2)
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