And my day just ended on a downer. I got a call that a client that we have been transporting for 6-7 years was on his way to UCSF Hospital for routine tests, suffered a stroke enroute, then coded in the ER. He did not make it. His wife was with him at the time. Sucks big time. They were really nice folks to be around he was in his mid 50s. I'm going to try and swing by tomorrow and drop off some flowers at their house.
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