Well it all started out fine. How it all ended with me in the hospital for 5 days and sent home with patches they give people (I found out later) who are at ‘end of life’ for pain is a journey I would like to forget, but know I won’t anytime soon. Today, New Years Day, is the first time since Christmas that I have been able to even attempt to play with the kids so, needless to say, I am not going to make it back for broadcast this week.
My best friend Pat will be filling in on Thursday and Friday. I hope to be back on Monday and we’ll all have great laughs at my expense. … but maybe not … as I told my doctor today that I was feeling a little better, he said, "You know, in 10 or 12 weeks you really will have gotten past most of the pain and will be able to laugh about all of this." My response? "10 TO TWELVE WEEKS???? WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?! YOU MAY BE GIFTED AT MANY THINGS — BEDSIDE MANNER AIN’T ONE OF THOSE THINGS".
Join me for my NEW PERSPECTIVE ON LIFE, OUR HEALTH CARE SYSTEM AND BLOOD SHOOTING FROM PLACES BLOOD SHOULD NOT SHOOT OUT OF.