Old people rule!

So we went to pick up a lovely 91 year old lady in the middle of the night, who had no chief complaint and didn't want to go to the hospital, but whose family wanted to go to sleep. Or at least that's the best I can figure.

She was super demented, but friendly and chatty. On our way out, she quipped, "Does it really take 4 men to carry me out?"

I came back with some sarcastic comment about them being weak.

To which she promptly proceded to put up her dukes, started air boxing and yelled, "Let me at 'em. I can take 'em."

Love her. Want to keep her.