Mid
August, I ended up in the hospital with abdominal pain. They thought
it might be an early apendicitus. It was treated with a load of antibiotics
and seemed to just go away. The only flowers I got were the ones I drew
myself on the board. I went through so much hell dealing with the pain
and the hospital I wanted a record of it. Far as I know, I have only
been admitted to the hospital twice. I don't like it. To me, it is a
big deal and very serious. I am very grateful for those that were there
for me. |