19 Injuries – and counting.
18 Surgeries, half of everything busted is fixed.

I am ready to cash in my chips and go to heaven.

You all can cash in on the Eternal Joy.
I just want Eternal Rest, and the ability to breathe.

Worked in a Charcoal Factory.
So my lungs are toast! Two neck injuries don’t help either.

Wheezing and coughing my head off.
Emergency Room blues.

The doctor gave me albuterol in what looks like a “bong.”

Already I can see the potential for LOL’s. Thx God 4 The Laughs, with the ER Staff.

Breathing treatment, that looks like a “bong?” What will they think of next?
Will wonders never cease!

Chest X-ray is next to rule out Pneumonia.

Life in the Fast Lane. Tis life!
We live till we die! And, then Eternal Rest!

“Oh Jesus, you dance divine!”

My life reads like a Stephen King Novel.
Perhaps, I will be made a Doctor of the Church, after I kick the bucket. That’s the plan, anyways.

I’m cashing in on Christ’s Promises; that the first in this life, will be last, in heaven. And, the last in this life, will be first, forever.

An enemy gets maybe 70-80 years of un-merited honors and I will get eternity of honors. What a deal! Thank U – Jesus! You’re so good! Tain’t nothing hidden, that will not be revealed.

That consoles me greatly. All I can do is pray, “Immaculata Virginae, ora pro nobis!”

Life is a cross, sometimes. The doctor and nurses helped make it lighter. Deo gratias!

Doctor looked worried and stumped. Goiter on my Thyroid will be tested this week. Giving me Anti-biotics, and Albuterol.

Exit Instructions from ER: Bronchitis – acute, and dyspnea. Sounds as serious as my barking cough. Follow up with my doctor, next week for more tests. Goiter maybe the problem. Doctor guessing at several scenarios. He was a really nice doctor. Waiting for my cab. Tired.

ADDENDUM The first cab called presented a foreigner who told me to shut up, and used expletives. So, I told him to take me back to the hospital. Then he yelled at his dispatcher and lied about what I said, and I heard the cab company say, “You’re fired.”

They called the hospital and told them to tell me that they were sorry for how the cab driver treated me. The hospital staff said, “Thanks but we’ve called someone else for her.”

Second cab company came and the cab fair was very reasonable. I called the non-emergency police number and told them what happened and to keep an eye out for me tonight. I was realistically concerned that this crazy man just fired, by his cab company, may take and come to my house and try to hurt me – in retaliation.

What drama. Sicker than a dog and crazy cabby all in one night.

Makes me see what women, in Arab countries go through, from men.

May God protect me, and those ladies, from men like that.

May God wake up, that man.