Medical History (Part I… Part II is Skin Prison above)
There are a few reasons for posting this where anyone can see it. The easiest reason is that if I’m dying (again) in an ambulance or hospital Emergency Department and need the people charged with keeping me alive to know everything I only have to spit out a web address.
Another is: since I’m writing about my experiences this will give some kind of glimpse into walking a mile in my shoes (hahahaha)
Another is: this is a great time to be alive. To stay alive. To be thankful for till being alive to love and make stupid mistakes and maybe learn from them. I can’t believe I woke up this morning.
This is not pretty and there are people that should not click read more. I’ve left out more than I’ve put in and most of the bullets have such bigger stories. I’ll get to as many as I can, but only if they make me laugh.