Chapter 69: Don’t I wish?

Wednesday, August 11th, 2021

Where to start? It’s been an interesting last few months. The highlight being that I thought I was in the middle of a fit and told my kids to call an ambulance. Nothing of the sort, my blood sugar was 834 and climbing. I found out I was a diabetic, who knew?

It was like this: if you’ve noticed Mt.Dew figures into a lot of my stories. That’s because I drank it constantly. I had finally convinced my self to slow down or stop it and was drinking fruit juice in it’s place. I overwhelmed my system and boom hospital trip. I was there for two or three days. My last days there I was in this awesome room that was huge, quiet and under lit. They had a fan they let me use to blow air on my face. I slept almost two days. They woke me up for their tests and food. Other than that, I slept. I didn’t want to leave I was so comfortable. Over twenty grand in the hole later I still say it was the most restful sleep I had in months.