I’ve felt better…

At this point I feel I should admit something. I am no longer relying on my own memory for this. I can't, I was unconscious at this point. However, one of the good things about Intensive Care is that the staff advised Mary to keep a diary of my time there so that I could …

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Not looking good

Agony. No exaggeration, drama or typical male overdoing things. It was the worst kind of pain. The type that leaves you unable to move, talk, even think properly. It went from my abdomen, all the way up my left hand side and down my arm. I honestly believed I was having a heart attack. I …

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