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Baby locked up at Honolulu airport dies

Luaipou Futi and a nurse banged on a locked door at Honolulu International Airport Friday morning and begged for medical help for Futi's 14-day-old son, who had flown here from American Samoa for heart surgery and was becoming distressed in the warm room.

According to Futi's attorney, from the other side of the door, the women heard voices telling them to remain calm.

After 30 minutes in the room, Futi, her son, Michael Tony Futi, and the traveling nurse, Arizona Veavea, were released, attorney Rick Fried said.

City paramedics took Michael to Kaiser Permanente's Moana-lua Medical Center, but he died later that morning. Emergency Services Department officials said they received a call at 6:10 a.m. and the child was taken to Kaiser Moanalua in critical condition.

Autopsy results are pending.

More at the link above, including video. I can't be coherent about this one. (Link via supergee.)

Just what I needed

Been utterly miserable the last few days with the kind of migraine pain that makes you want to crawl into a hole and die, or at least escape reality for a few days; yet though all your dreams when you sleep may be vivid and escapist on the surface, they too are too sharp and pointed to bring relief. Friday was especially bad--I spent hours in bed, crying. And then there's the nausea. And the dizziness any time the light shifts, like when the sunlight comes shining between the branches of a tree while a breeze is blowing. Everything's too bright and sharp and painful yet somehow too dull all at the same time.

Anyway, I tried taking my mind off all that by reading, which mostly works as long as the pain of focusing on the page isn't so much that it overcomes the ability of the narrative to absorb my attention. So tonight instead of reading, I finally got around to listening (via the Listen Again link (though it is audio, RealAudio is pretty dial-up friendly)) to this week's episode of Just a Minute, and that helped immensely. Monkeys! They keep trying to talk about monkeys!

I'm still so zoned out that I have no idea if any of this post made any sense and it hurts too much to go back and try to read it. Listening to "Just a Minute" probably doesn't help make me a more sensible person either, but at least I got some good laughs tonight.