Well, I think my doctor would let me go to Scarffenberger even if I was supposed to still be on bed rest.

Funny "on your feet" story: right after I was admitted to the hospital they wanted me to go down for an echocardiogram, and so I march out past the attendant who was going to take me, right past the gurney in the hall - and I look back, like "What? You expect me to lie down for this?" Apparently they didn't so much want me running up and down the halls of the hospital. What-ever.