Trained medical horse help, on it's way!

     I was sick last semester.  Very sick.  Like the kind of sick I hadn't been in five years, sick.  Turns out I had bronchitis exacerbated by asthma.  In the darkest days I finally went to the campus clinic.  While on death's door (OK, that's what it felt like at the time...), I'm in a room waiting for the doctor and I look up and see - our Broncos mascot standing there with his hands on his hips and wearing a stethoscope around his neck.  I thought I was hallucinating.  Hmmmm, was that supposed to make me feel better?  Was it to help me feel more assured that the medical help that was on it's way, was on my side?  I couldn't quite wrap my mind around it.  I chalked it up to delirium.