So I got up early to get to the hospital today. My plan worked, all the drunks were taken care of and tossed, and no one had been awake long enough to get themselves hurt. First in line baby! Which means it still took 5 hours.
The doctor thinks it is mild Pericarditis. I get to go for an Ultrasound or something soon to see He kept calling it an Echo. The $40,000 machine didn't show much, so we'll see what the $250,000 machine says. Four days of bedrest and steroids for now. Oh yeah, no late nights, no drinking and no more rough sex with biting zenten ! (For now)
It's 1pm and I'm hungry now. I don't feel any better, but I brought hospital souvenirs... ECG electrodes... some Ultrasound gel... a face mask...
I'm going to grab food to eat. See, I told everyone I wouldn't die!