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<center> So as Coke and Rip know, I forgot to take my meds yesterday morning. The resulting was a short scare with some chest pains, but it was pretty much over. For then.
My problem is, is that with the extra muscle thats not supposed to be there, it is harder to pump, and also harder to get oxygen to that muscle- thus resulting in chest pains.
Last night, or really, this morning, I went to work, which is a bar. A bar that allows smoking. Smoking does not help oxygen reach my lungs. So I ended up blacking out, and after being sent home, I get to talk with a boss. He all but says I'm fired. "Your health problems should be viewed first, and you might reconsider working here, the bar could get in trouble, etc,etc."
So today I try to be as happy as possible, but it seems everything just goes wrong. Whip's officially left, Kal's busy, Coke's upset.
But then I recieve a call from Christine, the first I've had from her since she left. We talk for awhile, and I start telling her about my heart problem. After I tell her about the nature of the disease, it being genetic, and in my mother too, apparenty (thank you parents for telling me. I love you much. =/ ) she says "Oh, well thats good then.".
I of course, ask her what she means.
Just like I was fearing, she already found someone else in Paris, but I could deal with that. She'll be returning anyway, and I couldn't expect for her to wait a whole year. Ah, but it's the next part that bites.
Her:"Well yeah, I could never be in a serious relationship with you now. I want children, and I don't want them to have some sort of messed up disease for the rest of their lives like you.".
Ah hahaa. Just.. grand. </center>
 Vodou · Mon Dec 20, 2004 @ 03:32am · 7 Comments |
