5th time’s a charm.
Infiltrate this, suckers.
Jackpot! The forearm is next.
Since Monday at 7:00 p.m., I’ve had five tubes inserted in my right arm. For those doing the math, my college dropout figurin’ averages that at one every 12 hours. My left arm is all, “HA! Right arm, you are sooo owned, sucker,” and then my right arm is all, “Pshaw … you’re just … jealous … so … weak.” I am too exhausted to write and laugh about what happened Monday, yet. Lung scan yesterday. Echocardiogram at 3:15. Peaking at 200 (57%) up from 150 yesterday (50%). So tired.
Posted 13 April 2006 in Health.
Don’t make me come up there.
13 April 2006 at 9:41Luckily you are still strong enough to take photos and make blog posts. I assume thats a good sign. But I’m no doctor.
13 April 2006 at 12:24feel better, my dearest Mormon.
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