Thanks to everyone's good wishes or magic, most of my pain was gone on Friday evening. I had dialysis and was ready at 9 to be picked up and then I waited and waited and waited for the EMT's to bring me back to my sub-acute, Norwood Terrace.
Got back at midnight and was greeted by the nurse (the young, pretty one) who saved my life a few weeks before by insisting they take me to the hospital with my irregular heart beat. Didn't get my old room back, but it at least gives Mrs. "C" a new number to play in the lottery...231.
My gall bladder is inflammed so I can't eat what I want and I have a touch of pneumonia. Am I sounding like a hypcondriac or just and old broken down shell of a stud?
My new number is 908-222-5158. Don't be afraid, you can call me...
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Sunday, June 13, 2010
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Yeah, us old broken down shells of a stud gotta stick together. Glad you're back to posting yourself. That's a good sign! All the best to you and Mrs C and I'm still sending positive thoughts!
Good thing I'm not broken down yet...
"Norwood Terrace"...wasn't that the name of Nicholson's wing in One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest?
Ditch the pneumonia so when you win the lottery you can go scuba diving in Fiji.
Still sending more good vibes your way.
Glad to hear the previous vibes went to good use. :)
What type of hammer did the lovely and talented Mrs. C finally use? Enquiring minds want to know.
Sounds like a little progress going on there Joe. Keep hangin' in stud!
Thinking of you still, hope you get out soon.
Keep on hangin' in there....you and Mrs. C are regulars in my prayers...which I admit are not all that regular, but I try...
Glad to hear you're hanging in there Joe :) Still sending good vibes your way!
And, my sister is the best, isn't she... :D I definitely would've done exactly what she did.
Take care,
~tess~
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