For only the second time in my life I found myself in a hospital as a patient this last Tuesday. After a little prodding from Jane (maybe it was a lot, can’t remember because of the pain) we were in a taxi on our way to Punta Pacifica Hospital where the emergency room doctor quickly made a preliminary diagnoses of kidney stones. After an overnight stay, and an initial attempt to grab the pesky stone failed, I’ve been just laying around the apartment. Will have a “insiders” look at health care in Panama when I get back on my feet, although I’d much rather be writing about the apartment remodel.