Thursday, March 30, 2006
I Can't Even Think Of A Depressing Enough Title
Rudy is back in the hospital. He had no energy (I mean sleeping for 12 hours, napping on and off for another 8 hours), he was dizzy, had extremely low bood pressure... So we took him to the doctor and he had pnuemonia, but things kept getting worse. So he's in the hospital.
He has a P.I.C. line, a catheter (yiks!), and is getting a million billion tests done. And I'm alone at the assisted living center.
I don't even have the energy to tell you how depressed I am and how crushed I am.
Anne
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He has a P.I.C. line, a catheter (yiks!), and is getting a million billion tests done. And I'm alone at the assisted living center.
I don't even have the energy to tell you how depressed I am and how crushed I am.
Anne
Anne2Snakie's Snake Swallowings Site
The Girl Flesh Forum
My Hopefully Spam Proof Email Address:
anne2snakie AT yahoo DOT com
I think you can figure out how to type that into the TO: line : )
RSS feed: http://anne2snakie.blogspot.com/atom.xml
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