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haha. wow! its almost 7am and im still up! forkin sweet.
no really, this past two months was fucked up. about 6 weeks ago, i had an esopgogeal dilation, where they control rip my esophogus with an endoscop tube. well, thats went fine. then, two sundays ago i came down with the flu. that monday, i was throwing up and all. i didnt know at the time, but the throwing up thing was so intense that it ripped controlled tear in my esophogus into an uncontrolled one. it didnt take long to become enflamed and infected. the following two days consisted of me laying in bed in agony, with 104+ fever and taking short breaths to avoid the pain. wednesday, i finally went to the hospital where i was diagnosed with a torn esophogus and a partially collapsed lung. ya see, the laying in bed for two days taking tiny breaths didnt exercise my lung, so i kinda went on fucking vacation. spiffy aint it?
anyway, 9 days in the hospital, and then 2 additional weeks off of work. how gay is that? im so bored. i lost damn near 20 pounds, and those who know me know that i didnt really have 20 pounds to spare. i mean, i wasnt skinny as hell before, but im not a big guy. losing those twenty pounds makes me look like a damn heroin addict. it sucks so bad.
but the good news is that im healing and getting my strength back every day. itll only be a matter of time before im out abusing my body like normal...
no really, this past two months was fucked up. about 6 weeks ago, i had an esopgogeal dilation, where they control rip my esophogus with an endoscop tube. well, thats went fine. then, two sundays ago i came down with the flu. that monday, i was throwing up and all. i didnt know at the time, but the throwing up thing was so intense that it ripped controlled tear in my esophogus into an uncontrolled one. it didnt take long to become enflamed and infected. the following two days consisted of me laying in bed in agony, with 104+ fever and taking short breaths to avoid the pain. wednesday, i finally went to the hospital where i was diagnosed with a torn esophogus and a partially collapsed lung. ya see, the laying in bed for two days taking tiny breaths didnt exercise my lung, so i kinda went on fucking vacation. spiffy aint it?
anyway, 9 days in the hospital, and then 2 additional weeks off of work. how gay is that? im so bored. i lost damn near 20 pounds, and those who know me know that i didnt really have 20 pounds to spare. i mean, i wasnt skinny as hell before, but im not a big guy. losing those twenty pounds makes me look like a damn heroin addict. it sucks so bad.
but the good news is that im healing and getting my strength back every day. itll only be a matter of time before im out abusing my body like normal...