Fortunately, life is a series of anticlimaxes.
After Wife had been in the Emengency Room under observation for three hours -- during which time she was alternately unconscious or incoherent -- she roused herself and was able to explain that her collapse was merely the result of a sleeping pill she had taken. She takes them every night, which is why the symptoms looked so familiar to me. I can't think why that explanation didn't occur to me last night.
So my parents took her back to their house where she slept the rest of the night. And I guess all's well that ends well, although when I contemplate how big the bill will be for that utterly pointless hospital visit, I thank heaven for medical insurance. (sigh)
She may stay over another night and come back Thursday.
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As you contemplate (move toward?) separating, I can think of an upside to having an official record of this at a hospital.
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