Hoorah! I just got back from a weekend drinkin' in Disney World wit' me fam-damilly. I had giraffes outside my room window. good times, but every single employee told me to "have a magical day!" 
you want to see magical? rest my balls on yer chin! 
heheh, 'scuse my lewdness.
you want to see magical? rest my balls on yer chin! heheh, 'scuse my lewdness.
i need vicodin. stat.
have a magical day! xoxo .t.
six collapes. Three on one side,
and then they had to operate.
Then three on the other, and another
operation. In the first case, they went
in & sewed the lung up. In the second
they found this "bleb" as big as Kansas, which they removed, with all
the surrounding live tissue. Then the
recovery began. Buddhism really helped give me the patience and more
patience I needed to start rebreathing.
I'm really pretty ok now. Somethings I don't know if I ever can do again. But
living to give it all a try. And I know I am a better writer, which is what I gave my life away for, in the first place.
Blessings on us, all. My doctor said
do half as much tomorrow as you planned to do, and then take twice
as long doing it. That was real good
advice.
Again, thanks for comradeship.
Drago