Stupid doctors. They're idiots. They want me to do these "lifestyle" changes, but can't tell me exactly what's wrong with me? Thanks, bastards.
Zack has banned me from the office for the rest of the week, so I've been sitting around since yesterday doing nothing. Nothing at all. Do you know how boring nothing at all is? But at least I have a pretty clock to look at while my nothing time passes. And a cd to listen to. And empty bottles of the scotch that would have tasted quite good, but are now down the drain thanks to my son.
And CJ called today. She heard about things through Scotty. She's taking away my Friday night spot for "a few weeks" until I "feel better". I feel fine.
Do people actually think sitting around on my ass doing nothing will help whatsoever? If so, you all are sadly sadly mistaken.
Okay, so yes..it was a bit scary. Not knowing what was going on. I thought maybe I was going to have a heart attack, or that it was one. And two nights alone in the hospital with hardly any sleep...it just gave me a lot of time to think. However, I didn't come up with any answers.