Thursday passed into Friday morning.  I had one cup of coffee.  Got in my car and left for work.  Explained to my manager and all that.  Nothing exceptionally notable.

     Friday night, think we had pizza, not real sure now.  Was a pleasant enough evening, no one annoying me for one reason or another.  I decided to take it very easy and stay at home.  Sat down and watched Judge Judy.  Walked into my room to sit at my computer.  It was about 10:30.

     I stood up, feeling very strange.  I think I may have loudly uttered "whats happening".  To me it was more like when the older daughter comes back home in the movie Poltergeist.  Where she was for half the movie who knows.  But the scene was always most notable because as the house is being lit up by spiritual energy she screams that line.

     It was a very odd feeling.  Maybe 3 or 4 seconds at the most.  It almost felt like a rush of a high you'd get from narcotics.  Well even from then there is a hard and rude landing.  It went off again.  I was still standing, it went off, the high left, and admittedly I was scared.

     This time they heard me.  Same circumstances as to why they couldn't drive.  I would have to brave this myself, just lovely.

     It was the tensest, it is a word now, driving I think I've done in the last 20 years.  Up to the highway, onto county route, finally the hospital.  Valet parked.  Walked to the place I knew.  It was surprisingly empty for 11 something on a Friday night.  Same treatment, though I was rushed to a different room.

     This emergency room crew was different.  They did the standard, and maybe didn't fuss because I'd been there just a scant day earlier.  Told my story and was left alone.  Alone to listen to my heart monitor and worry.  Oh but wait, there was a T.V.

T.B.C.

-Later.