In a phone conversation, she informed our niece that the staff at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center had discovered Ebola in her, and were using antibiotics to clear her up. (It was E-Coli, which is bad enough, due to a very compromised immune system.)
My wife entered the hospital on Friday morning.
The phone call to our niece was yesterday.
Today I told my my niece that if it was Ebola, half of NYC would be dead, and the other half about to die.
I'm in my seventh decade on Earth. I know things.