A Boston story in 50 words

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I fell weakly into bed, called my son, and begged: “Bring caramel bulls-eyes!’’
The ambulance EMT tracked my blood sugar crashing all the way down Mt. Auburn Street.
Later my physician acknowledged accidentally injecting insulin instead of a flu shot.
The ER doc said bulls-eyes may have saved my life.
— ELIZABETH ZWICK


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