Oxnard—As I told you last week, I plan to end my 30-year absence from the stand-up stage next month.
I made arrangements for a couple of open mike performances, which is how I got my start.
I was “auditioning” for a performance and noticed my blood sugar was going low. The “audition” was going well, there was a load of laughter, and I kept going.
When we left, I told Janis that I needed food immediately. We got to Walmart, made it to the deli, took one bite of a chicken egg roll, and took another bite, but it was too late.
When I came to, the Paramedics from the Ambulance had a stretcher and wanted to take me to the hospital. I HATE HOSPITALS!!!
Playing it straight here was important, no jokes, and they gave me a couple of tubes of orange glucose gel.
The Paramedics left, Janis took over, and she started stuffing my food down my incoherent face.
If you want to know, when someone has low blood sugar, you give the person a couple of carbo exchanges, wait 15 minutes, then retest. So, 28 years later, she still doesn’t get it.
Now, I know there…
