Monday, August 29, 2005

Sick, Sick, Sick

If you find a puddle of mucous on the sidewalk next to my headless corpse, you will know:

a) that my head has finally exploded from the pressure build-up of sinus goo; and

b) that I am finally free from the pain.

What makes this condition even more of a bummer is that I am having a very difficult time feeling sorry for myself while my nephew is in Bethesda Naval Hospital with two (2) non-functioning kidneys. He was in such bad shape on Friday that he was in intensive care, in an induced coma, on a respirator and fighting for his life.

The good news is that he is now off the respirator and able to withstand his dialysis treatments. My love and prayers go out to him. He's a sweet, talented kid who does not deserve this.

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