A hospital, Heidi Glaus, and some adrenalin

Heidi GlausHave you ever experienced an adrenalin rush so ridiculously huge that you just couldn’t contain yourself?  Those times when words fly out of your mouth – you’re not even sure what you’re saying?  That happened to me yesterday.

My hubby Russell and I surprised a friend at St. Anthony’s Hospital by showing up before his surgery.  After the initial laughter, and “thank you for coming to see me” subsided, he was given something to help him relax for the 1.5 hour procedure.

Upon leaving the prep room, his wife, Sue, remarked, “Let’s grab something to eat.  I’m in dire need of food.”

Being espresso lovers, we discovered a quaint café on premises serving coffee and breakfast.  While walking through the pristine halls to reach our destination, we noticed the floor and wondered if it was coated with polyurethane – it was THAT shiny.  We strolled and talked, and eventually stopping for a bathroom break along the way.

As we approached the first information desk which lead to an intersection of four hallways, I looked up and noticed a familiar face standing at the station.

Adrenalin and the urge to speak overcame my body.

Heidi Glaus! I love you!”  I blurted out loud enough for anyone standing within a twenty-five foot radius to hear.

She turned around, and stepped out of the information station to greet us.

I shook her hand, all the while telling her, I’ve been watching her for years on KSDK.  I told her she had beautiful eyes.  (I know, I can’t believe I said this).  I felt like a star struck groupie meeting Bono from U2 for the first time.  (I love Bono.)

“I love your hair Heidi,” my eyes wide open in amazement.

She smiled and said, “Why thank you.”

Our friend, Sue, turned to Heidi and asked, “How are you doing?”  The two knew each other’s families. They conversed for quite some time, talking casually about a past connection.

I introduced Russell to Heidi, and the two shook hands.

“When you’re on TV, Sheree tells me to shut up.”

Heidi stated that she was filming a story on a special woman at St. Anthony’s.  (I won’t give the storyline away).  She even inquired as to why we were at the hospital.

I mentioned to Heidi I was a freelance writer and photographer.

“Where do you work?”

“Missouri Life, AAA Midwest Traveler, AAA Southern Traveler, AOL/Patch and others.”

I talked about the ‘healing’ coffee table book Russell and I were collaborating on Folly Beach Dances.  The book’s message conveys a photographic and poetic interpretation of how everything in life – people, animals, nature and structures dance — captured on special beach.  And it’s important to take care of yourself.  There are five women authors in the book, as well as Russell and myself.  Living with lymphoma, the project is close to my heart.  The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society is involved, and a portion of the proceeds will be donated to the organization.

During the conversation, a nurse came up from behind and asked me to snap a photo of Heidi and her.  I thought to myself, why didn’t I think of that, and quickly asked hubby to snap a photo of the two of us.

Heidi Glaus is beautiful inside and out.

She’s gracious, caring, intelligent, warm and even funny.  While posing for the photo, she mentioned to my hubby, “Make sure and get my best side,” showing off her derriere to the lens.

Thanks Heidi, you made my day.

And to think, if I hadn’t stop to use the bathroom, our stars wouldn’t have aligned.  Sometimes, surprises happen when you least expect them.

Be sure and catch Heidi Thursday mornings on Today in St. Louis.

Oh yeah, our friend’s surgery went great.  Praise the Lord.

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3 thoughts on “A hospital, Heidi Glaus, and some adrenalin

  1. Heidi is a doll. I met her at the “Window” with some of my coworkers and students. She is so personable. Isn’t marvelous to make these connections? No such thing as chance…reasons for everything, I believe.

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