Thursday, May 19, 2011
What a day!
I was sitting waiting for Ashlee to come and pick me up to take me to the hospital. I was sitting there feeling weak and exhausted with stabbing pains in my chest. It was all that I could do to keep awake, and for the first time I was afraid of dying. I was afraid of leaving my girls forever.
After a few hours in the emergency room, and some iv what not I was feeling better. Whatever it was had passed, and I was released with a list of things to do and things not to do.
I am not too sure where that left me, but I do know that it gave me a razor sharp focus of what is important to me.
Posted by Vanished Twin at 9:43 PM