Not 45 minutes after I got home, the ER called to tell me I had a post-op hemorrhage. Everything went well, but the whole thing ate up my evening. It’s late, I’m tired, so this is good night.
Be sure to check out some of these medical stories (see below, if you’re joining late) — some chilling tales, and no shortage of great writing.
D.
hey jill is freed! yippeee!
Yeah, it’s great news. Answered prayers and gratitude to God.
AND my 13 is up today.
Oh crap! I forgot the thirteen. Not that I’ll find time for it . . . those nervy sick people are slamming me today.