Be prepared for a series of bad puns...
Let's start with Harry Belafonte... Or in my case it's more hairy belly fountain... That's was my belly was.. Actually more like a fountain fire.. That's what it felt like.. Hot around those 40 plus stitches.. Which came ot today. I asked Dr Paula to save them for me.. I might do something crafty with them, I said. Earrings? Necklace? Who knows? But they look like little sideways crabs- 2 legs/arms with a little peak in the middle. Cancer..the ultimate crab.
Busting a gut.. Now I possibly could given that the stitches are out each side is now pulling for it's own, I guess. I find myself protectively holding my belly all day in case it ecides it doesn't want to stay friends with the other side..
Andone more thing before I hopefully deft off to dreamland.. The last two nights found me sleepless until 4 and 3 am respectively. Why? I felt one night I cVoulnt breathe and last night I couldn't swallow. Not being able to sleep or being awakened when you are just about todrift off by the need to breathe or swallow.. All resulting in no sleep for hours.. You understand how it can make you crazy. Well guess what, folks? There's an answer: it's called Adivan.
Thank jean, Rowena for the suggestion to take it! Thanks Dr pPaula for realizing my reactionsare probably more to anxiety than asthma. I will let you know if any of this is true. Nighty night!
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