Around quarter after six I had missed a call from Dennis, my boss.  He left a voicemail that had said to call him back, not to text him, and that he wanted to talk to me.  Something about a hospital.  When he answered the phone, immediately I could tell someone was wrong.  He sounded _off_, and I wasn't sure what he was about to say.  He said an ambulance had taken him into the hospital, he was cold, sweaty and mostly dizzy.  Even upon his stay he still feels off.  He said he would be released from the hospital tomorrow and that he wanted to make sure I was going to be at work tomorrow. I hope everything is okay with this man who has changed my life.  I'm thinking about you Dennis.