
I’m locked up here again in this hospital- you guessed it: pancreatitis.
I’m starting to feel like Rapunzel and her life with the witch in the tall lonely tower.
I have been in and out if this hospital more times than I can count this fall.
It’s absolutely ridiculous!
Anyway, they want me to drink water and eat before they let me go home. Unfortunately, that is literally the last thing I want to do….
I know they want me out of here so they can get the bed, but I almost need to stick my feet in the ground and fight it.
I do not feel well, and I do not think I’m ready to go home.
Maybe tomorrow.
In the meantime… excuse me while I get sick in this pink bucket…
Stay strong spiritually Wiseheart (a nickname I made up for you). I think of you as I blog and read the Bible.
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