An Iranian cleric who warned a woman to conform to standards of modesty and cover her eyes was subsequently beaten so badly by the offending (and offended) female that he spent three days in the hospital.

According to a report by Bloomberg News, Hojatoleslam Ali Behesti encountered the woman on the street in the town of Shahmirzad.  When he told her to cover her eyes, she began insulting and kicking him.  Behesti called it “the worst day of my life”, and said he had to be hospitalized as a result of his injuries.

On Thursday evening Arabs launched a massive rock attack on Israeli cars driving on Highway 60, near Ofra. Numerous cars were damaged and one Israeli was injured. MDA services treated the injured Israeli on the spot and then evacuated him to a hospital.

IDF forces are searching the area for the rock throwers.

A Jewish civilian was stabbed by a Palestinian terrorist near Ma’aleh Levonah.

A group of residents from the town of Ma’aleh Levonah went down near the Arab village of Khan Luban to photograph and document the illegal land grab and construction that was occurring near their town.

A group of Palestinians then attacked them with stones, axes and knives.

One of the Jews was stabbed in the chest. He was evacuated to the hospital.

The army captured the Arab terrorist who stabbed the man.

A woman doctor and ten medical staff members at the Ichilov Hospital in Tel Aviv have recently contracted the tuberculosis virus, hospital officials told IDF Radio. The staff members are carriers of the disease, but have not actually become sick; their lives are not in danger and there is no immediate threat to their health.

The 11 staff members who are suffering from the virus have begun receiving treatment and the hospital is clarifying that there is no danger that they are contagious to other people through contact or by being in close proximity to them.

It appears that the staff members contracted the virus from African patients, before new procedures were instituted requiring every illegal alien, usually Africans, entering the hospital to be tested for tuberculosis.

In July a Health Ministry committee decided to examine Ichilov’s procedures for treatment of illegal aliens. The decision came about after Ichilov had opted to establish separate wards for illegal aliens, to ban visitors in rooms where illegal aliens are staying, and to declare that they must all undergo testing for tuberculosis.

Officials in the ministry expressed anger at the hospital’s decision and indicated that the policy should be changed.

“A situation should not exist where a hospital will segregate patients based on skin color; many immigrants have been immunized and they have the status of Israeli residents. We must assess the ramifications (of this procedure),” officials stated.

Various aid organizations also protested the new procedures. The Hotline for Migrant Workers (HMW) sent a letter to the hospital’s director, Professor Gabi Barbash, asking to change the procedures. In a letter written by attorney Assaf Weitzen on behalf of the center, he claimed that the hospital’s director was instituting procedures contrary to the patients’ rights laws.

Hampton Court Nursing and Rehabilitation Center’s specialized Spine and Orthopedic Rehab Center is now fully operational. Dedicated to the care of post-surgical patients recovering from hip and knee replacements and intricate spinal surgery procedures, the 30-bed unit is staffed by highly qualified therapists and nurses.

“We’re excited to expand our range of services to help patients regain the highest level of functioning,” said Laynie Stern, Hampton Court CEO and clinical director. “This expansion represents a new direction in sub-acute care, while we still maintain our commitment and dedication to long-term residents and their families.”

With a professional staff of physical, occupational, speech and respiratory therapists, Hampton Court provides patients with therapy and treatment tailored to their needs and paced to their endurance levels.

Raquel Franklin, OTR-L, Hampton Court’s director of rehab, is proud of the center’s individualized approach. “Patients feel confident that they are receiving therapeutic care in a facility where we treat them as family,” she said. “It’s very rewarding to see the transformation in patients who may have suffered for years but leave the facility with minimal discomfort and are able to enjoy an enhanced quality of life.”

According to director Laynie Stern, RN, MSN, the goal of Hampton Court Rehab Center is to create a seamless transition from hospital to facility and back to home and community. Patients have told their surgeons that recovery at Hampton Court was a very positive experience with individualized attention in a warm and caring atmosphere where all their needs were met. The facility’s pristine cleanliness and the quality of its food (strictly kosher) add to the healing environment.

In addition to its new Orthopedic, Spine and Rehabilitation Unit, Hampton Court (16100 NW 2nd Avenue, North Miami Beach) has a separate wing dedicated to patients who are ventilator dependent. The Respiratory Unit has been successful since opening in October 2003. The rehab gym works wonders for patients who come to recuperate after a hospital stay, for respite care or attend as outpatients for state-of-the-art physical and occupational and speech therapy.

Families are impressed with the care and attention given to patients and the ease in communicating with administration in this family-owned facility. The facility welcomes tours by potential patients. Call for an appointment at 305-354-8800.

Actress Mayim Bialik sustained serious injuries in a car accident in Los Angeles Wednesday afternoon, TMZ reported, and sources said the “Big Bang Theory” star is in danger of losing her finger.

It happened on the corner of Hollywood Blvd. and La Brea around, when the 36-year-old Bialik, who plays “The Big Bang” regular Amy Farrah Fowler, was traveling alone in a white Volvo and was struck in the intersection by another vehicle filled with tourists from Chile.

Emergency responders raced to the scene, and according to eye witnesses there was “tons and tons of blood everywhere.”

The three occupants of the other car suffered minor injuries and left the scene on their own.

Sources told TMZ Bialik sustained major damage to her left hand and “her finger was almost completely severed … it was just hanging there.”

Bialik was rushed to a nearby hospital where she is being treated.

But a source at the hospital on Wednesday evening told the New York Daily News that while her left hand will not be fully functional during the period of healing, she is going to be fine. She also assured fans via Twitter, “(husband typing) In pain but will keep all my fingers.”

Los Angeles Police Department Sgt. Monte Houze told People that the Chilean tourists were not cited or detained after the crash. According to Deadline, Bialik should be able to return to work on the “Big Bang” set today, Thursday.

Bialik also tweeted: “@Maccabeats made me cry. Rabbi at hospital gave me an artscroll. You guys helped me learn to have faith. I need it now and have it! Thx!”

We assume she was referring to an Artscroll prayer book.

Mayim Bialik was recently nominated for an Emmy for outstanding supporting actress in a comedy series.

7:06 AM: The Arab who was killed trying to break through the checkpoint has been identified as Badar Achram, and is alleged to be a leader in a Palestinian organization.

1:28 AM: Not all details are clear yet.

What we know so far is that one person, apparently one of the Arabs in the car who was in critical condition was transported to Hadassah Ein Karem hospital where he died of his wounds. (One or) Two Palestinians were transported to a hospital in Ramallah by Red Crescent with light wounds. The border policeman (lightly injured) was transported to Hadassah Har Tzofim.

12:49 AM: Correction and Update

Two Palestinians tried to run the El Za’im checkpoint near Ma’aleh Adumim.

A Border Policeman shot at them. One Palestinian is in critical condition, the second was lightly injured.

A policeman was also hit in the leg, probably by a ricochet. The Red Crescent has taken the Palestinians to a hospital in Ramallah.

The policeman was treated on site.

12:42 AM: Additional reports coming in that a Palestinian car ran the checkpoint and shot at the policeman.

12:36PM A policeman was hit in the legs from a ricochet at the El Za’im checkpoint near Ma’aleh Adumim just after midnight Sunday night (Monday morning). He was lightly injured in the attack. A second, unidentified, person is reported as injured in the attack in more serious condition.

MDA is treating the wounded.

No other information is available at this point.

When I think of how to describe my Zaidy to someone who has never met him, I find myself at a loss. I don’t know how to put my grandfather’s presence into words in a way that will sufficiently describe the picture I have of him in my mind. The fact that my most vivid memories are from when I was quite young make the task no easier. He was, simply, “Zaidy.” Regardless of profession, history or future, he just was. His presence was one of the few things I was fortunate enough to take for granted as a little girl, in a way that marks the very sweetness and innocence of childhood – that I was important to the adults around me.

The memories I have of my grandfather are quite jumbled and out of order. He was very much the stereotypical grandfather, tall and thin, who I can easily imagine on the threshold of a country house, side by side with grandma, waiting to greet the grandchildren who are visiting for the weekend.

From the time I knew him; he had white hair and walked with a cane. He was a respectable figure, a successful stockbroker and active community member. Most important to me, however, was the grandfather figure he filled so well.

I have many fond memories of the lessons my grandfather would teach me, among them geography and basic multiplication. Other memories include the songs he would sing to me as I sat on his lap in the den, the coloring books he would buy for my sisters and myself, and the prayers he would say with us as he’d put us to bed when we slept over. I remember many early mornings when I’d wake up to the comforting sound of my grandfather going about his morning routine, which included the hum of his electric shaver and the newscaster’s voice from the radio. I remember the delight I felt when I met my grandfather on the avenue when I was out with my parents, and how important I felt walking home with him, hand in hand, while he taught me the meaning of the postal zip code.

From when I was quite young, my grandfather tried to teach me about the workings of the stock market, perhaps as a response to my asking him about his work. At five years old, I couldn’t quite understand any of it, and when he tried me again at eight years old I didn’t do much better. I have a vague memory of a family trip to the New York Stock Exchange, where my grandfather most likely gave the family a tour, or at least some explanations, which I just as likely didn’t understand.

Tied in with all the intellectual lessons I learned, or was meant to have learned from my grandfather if I could have understood at that age, are several stories, which, when put together, give me a vague sketch of my grandfather’s life.

My grandfather was born in Holland, where his parents had moved with their children for hope of greater financial opportunity than that which was available in their original hometown. When my grandfather was a young boy, the family moved again, from Holland to America, where they lived in the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn. I believe he worked at a local grocery or general store some time during his young adult years, after which he built himself up further with lots of hard work and some luck.

My grandfather had three siblings, all of whom I met, though one died when I was quite young. I am told that my mother brought me to see him when he was sick in the hospital, but I can’t clearly picture the scene. His sister and remaining brother both look somewhat like him, a resemblance I became more aware of after my grandfather died. It was quite a shock for me to notice that; seeing my great-uncle at a wedding ceremony of a cousin, looking like my grandfather – with the addition of a white beard. The closest my grandfather ever came to having a beard was when he was sick in the hospital at the end of his life, but that is not the image that first comes to mind when I think of my Zaidy.