Discharged into Thursday.

     They'd let me out earlier than expected.  They wanted to pump me full of this shit, but let me out anyway.  Because of it I would now need to get my lungs, thyroid, and eyes checked, side effects huh.

     I don't remember Thursday, maybe it was then that they discharged me, foggy I fear.  Gave me prescriptions and such.  Oh joy oh rapture, sarcasm obviously.  Nothing like being pumped full of a poison for your own good huh.

     I must say that the hospital food wasn't great.  Edible, definitely  not the worst I'd ever had. And most assuredly not great.  I was glad to be out and resume my life.

     The room, I fugged up on that.  This room was cozy, in a weird way.  Comfortable.  Was near the window.   Roomate was an older guy, senior citizen.  Poor dude had been on the golf course, didn't think his diuretic was working so took a double dose.  It shut down his kidneys.  I hope he was okay.  His name escapes me now.

     Friday.  I went to work, explained it all, and it was a decent day.  I enjoy being able to do something to keep my mind off shit.  Had a nice dinner, no I cannot remember what it was.  About 10 I sat and watched 1 episode of Judge Judy.  Went into my room about 10:30, sat at my computer.

     I could feel something.  I stood up and questioned wtf.  It was quick.  This is another reason I didn't want to rehash, so much shit happened it blends together.

     KABOOM!  The damned device fired again.  I was officially scared.  Once again no one could drive me to the hospital.  So I went back to the E.R.

     From here we'll continue with the private room that was in the last post.