Hey.
So... Huge apology for the absence. I was, for the past week, in the hospital. Late Sunday night, I had massive chest pain to the point where I could not breath, especially if I laid down. I was taken to the hospital, where they proceeded to give me an x ray and CAT scan, to come back to tell me that I had what's called "free air" in my system and needed surgery, ASAP. Most of Monday I was out of it, thanks to said surgery. Today, I finally came home. However, the incision mark and staples cannot be removed for another two weeks. But hey. I'm alive. I'm here. That's what counts. I've also had an amazing boyfriend stay with me the entire time, as well as my parents. It was scary as fuck, but now I'm on the mend.