Ok, ok. So it has been a while

It's been a while since my last post because a lot has been going on.

Well first off , I was in thhe hospital on monday getting some tests done. I'd like to say that I think they could make a better hospital gown! I mean the things the called "gowns" were like big paper towels with holes for your arms and a slit all the way down the back that, no matter how you tied the thing up, left your butt exposed to the elements and the stairing of all. (fortunately my butt isnt as disagreeable to look at as others :P). Yah so there I was sitting and waiting, wraped in a napkin, for the doc to come in and call me into the exam room. Finally, after an hour, I got in and layed down on the table. Then the anestesiologist came in, (that's the guy who drugs you up). The guy was so forcefull, it was like he grabbed my hand and held it up in the air, then slamed it down on my stomach. I never knew where he was going to jam it next so I was alwase resisting his pushes. Finally he got it where he wanted it and proceeded to rub the middle of the back of my hand with alchohol. I knew what was coming next, and I think the best thing is not to watch them stick the needle in, but this was no needle. The thing was like a valve with a sharp peice of pipe on one end wich the guy somhow peirced my skin with and weidled about an inch and a half into the vein. OUCH! Man that thing hurt. Then they made me roll over on my side and chloroformed me while they pumped who-knows-what into my punctured vein.

Well I woke up and my mom was standing over me saying somthing like "how do you feel". I tryed to say "my final will and testimony are hidden under the tile in the corner of the living room" but all I got out was "will testimony tile in room" or somthing. I was still really druged up and kept coming in and out of conciousness. Somhow I got into a bed and proceeded to sleep like two hours. Then the nurse made me get up, get dressed, and go eat somthing. In the room where they served me a coffee and a ham sandwich, there were about ten other people that had just been rudely awakened from their respective drug induced slumbers. I felt better after I ate and sat around for another hour or so till they brought me my discharge from hospital service or somthing, whatever the paper is called that says you can go. So I left. And sleapt the rest of the afternoon in the la-Z-boy recliner at my house.

I still feel spaced out a little but otherwise I'm fine. I'll be getting the results in about a week or so. But fortunatly the doc said that nothing seemed abnormal and there was probably nothing to worry about.

Unless I get enough comments from people that want to know the specifics of what kind of exam it was, I wount say.

The Fiish