Mood: Pissed, Recovering
[Toot!] Index: 0.01
Communism Bit: On
Location: Job, of course
I've not been around since about Monday, and I will be on a hiatus until Monday. Or, at least, I should. I have some pain in the chest, coming from the heart. It's no joke. I got to hospital on Monday, and they kept me there until Tuesday morning. After wiring up my chest and all, testing my heart. Pricking me with fat syringes, letting weird juices into my bloodstream, sucking blood out ...
It wasn't funny. I still have the chest pain, but now I can take a sensible breath in. Unlike on Monday night, when every gasp hurt. Horrible, devilish pain.
I'll tell you more when I come back. I guess I need a rest.
Some people at work think it's love, others think my body has forgotten it is thin, others say I should re-visit my age calculations. Whatever they say, I believe it is the Evil Capitalists trying to poison me. I survived them, so the revolution goes on. So far, anyway.
P.S.: For those for whom it wasn't clear, you need no invitation to the Uganda Bloggers' Happy Hour. Just waltz in, honey, and get seated. Invitation for what? Aren't we blogren? Come on!