I flat-lined on them twice in the E.R., when they gave mew sub-ligual Nitro. The under the tongue pill! I tell them that I'm going to pass out and the next thing I know the room is full of people and this little girl is really close to my face asking how I feel? I'm kinda like, "give me a minute to get my bearings". I was telling jokes and had the Peace of God about the outcome being I'd still be here to irritate people. The company I work for never sent a planter or card. Neat huh? I thought they might have enough integrity to do that. NOT! Praise GOD for he's in charge. I'll try to get back soon!
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