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So I just got out of the Hospital this week. I spent several nights at Baptist Memorial Hospital. It was not entirely and unpleasant experience, I caught up on some cool TV time. (The discovery channel rocks. I wanted to watch my house dvds though and as such was unable to do so in the hospital. Luckily however I have the world's greatest girl. Kris selflessly stayed everynight there with me, constantly waking up to check my fever and bring me ice and drink as needed. Or at times just the touch of a cool hand. It was pleasant having her there because at times it can become awfully boring. I enjoyed making jokes with the nurses constantly asking when I'd get to see the oncologist. I missed my music most of all however. But I look back fondly on my Hospital stay.
HOWEVER. Easter night was the most hellish experience I can ever recall. 16 hours of vomiting resulting in massive dehydration and the worst body pain you can ever experience all while alone and at Richardson Towers. TERRIBLE. I wanted to die.
But Im better now. goodies. Prom tommorow. Luckily my tux fits and everything. now its just a matter of getting to dinner tommorow night. This place doesnt take reservations unfortunately, so we'll have to play it safe.
I miss feeling alive! Woooo!
HOWEVER. Easter night was the most hellish experience I can ever recall. 16 hours of vomiting resulting in massive dehydration and the worst body pain you can ever experience all while alone and at Richardson Towers. TERRIBLE. I wanted to die.
But Im better now. goodies. Prom tommorow. Luckily my tux fits and everything. now its just a matter of getting to dinner tommorow night. This place doesnt take reservations unfortunately, so we'll have to play it safe.
I miss feeling alive! Woooo!