Dancing in the ER

With injuries and illnesses, Hooverites have had their share of trips to the ER lately. It's so reassuring, though, every time you pull up to the ER and find an army of begowned doctors and nurses waiting to administer care. Well. It's kind of like that.

Please: let's try to stay healthy Hoover. But one thing about this recent surge of visits to the ER - we've gotten to see Hooverlove in action. From friends who stay (and stay and stay and stay) with Hooverites waiting to get treated, to spontaneous song and dance routines in the ER, to Hooverites sharing their phones so complete strangers can make 30 minute calls to 1-800 numbers of questionable pedigree. We've offered to buy candy and soda for non-Hooverites made miserable by long waits. We've even - gasp! - set aside our books for hours at a time so we can sit beside friends when they needed us. Here at the University of Chicago, that is the greatest sacrifice we can make. And a pure expression of Hooverlove.