YAY
i finally figured out how to activate my LJ so now i can finally reply to all the people that are my friends... and even to some of you who arent my friends but are cool enough to talk to this slow one. ^_^..
Well... i went to the doctor on Thur. evening... they took e-rays of my chest and said nothing was wrong with me... stupid doctor missed something because they called me back in on Friday... luckily i didnt go back til Sunday... but it turns out that i got broncitis as well as the begining stages of emphasima.. or however you spell that shit... out of all the things in life i thought would never kill me... smoking cigarettes and weed were the last things i thought would do it...
it suddenly occures to me... i am too young to die of smoking... now i am trying my ass off to quit... heh easier said than done... my girl friend is helping me quit... yay...
ohh yeah... the doctor asked me if i was afraid when he told me the virdict... heh... me... afraid...? like hell.. i felt a moment of fear... but that was before i ever made it to the hosptial... they told me i was dying and i was estatic... all i could tell the doctor was "I always said i was going to die on my terms... looks like i didnt lie" but everyone fucking forgets... i am IronMan... i cant die.. as long as their is a friend in need... i will be here to pull them through... i have been doing it for a couple of years now.. why on earth should i stop now?
anyways... i am off
Well... i went to the doctor on Thur. evening... they took e-rays of my chest and said nothing was wrong with me... stupid doctor missed something because they called me back in on Friday... luckily i didnt go back til Sunday... but it turns out that i got broncitis as well as the begining stages of emphasima.. or however you spell that shit... out of all the things in life i thought would never kill me... smoking cigarettes and weed were the last things i thought would do it...
it suddenly occures to me... i am too young to die of smoking... now i am trying my ass off to quit... heh easier said than done... my girl friend is helping me quit... yay...
ohh yeah... the doctor asked me if i was afraid when he told me the virdict... heh... me... afraid...? like hell.. i felt a moment of fear... but that was before i ever made it to the hosptial... they told me i was dying and i was estatic... all i could tell the doctor was "I always said i was going to die on my terms... looks like i didnt lie" but everyone fucking forgets... i am IronMan... i cant die.. as long as their is a friend in need... i will be here to pull them through... i have been doing it for a couple of years now.. why on earth should i stop now?
anyways... i am off