As you may or may not know. I spent Friday evening at Metro's ER. Long story short. My internal plumbing is not working like it should be. The wife and I went to the Express Care Center to find out what the hell is wrong with me. They did some blood work and told me that if something was wrong they would call me. Well, they called me. A count in my blood was low and they told me to go to the ER. So, I drove down there and checked in. The nurses laughed at my terrible jokes. It was nice to have a new audience cause my wife has heard everything. Anyway, I was poked, X-Rayed and prodded. More blood drawn. Talked to a bunch of doctors. The wife sent down everybody she could find. They ended up giving me a pint of blood. Which made me feel a lot better. I was home by midnight. Thanks to my mom for hangin' out with me for a while and the wife was working last night so she stopped down to see me a couple of times. The biggest problem was the TV channels, who doesn't get ESPN? C'mon!
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| Getting blood. My Mom cant take a clear picture. |
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I get to go back to the doc's office on Monday and Tuesday for more poking and prodding. Hopefully they find out what the hell is wrong with me and its not super serious and if it is, I have total faith in the docs at Metro to fix me up. Its what they do.
Thanks for the good thoughts and all that jazz. Hopefully soon, I'll be back to 100%. A lot more people are worse off than me. Say a prayer for them.
T
