I took the love of my life to the Emergency Room yesterday afternoon with shortness of breath, dizziness and chest pains. The tests in the ER were cause for pause for the doctor who decided she'd be best served with a stress test this morning, and that the best way to make sure that worked out was to admit her to the hospital last night.
If you see me today and my smile looks a little more strained than usual, that's because it is. I don't do brave very well and I have to be brave and hope the woman I love will be better and come home with me today.
Look at me baby, struggling to do everything right. And then it all falls apart when out go the lights.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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Tuesday, March 3, 2015
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