It’s Amazing What Those Little White Pills Do.

From the depths of despair I have returned. For me, it’s typically a five minute stop every two weeks. For those longer layovers, it’s caused by an imbalance of chemistry.

I beat the odds. Like I’ve stated in earlier posts, most who fall from that height don’t live. Death is immediate and sudden. In my case, being a Type A personality, death was not feasible. It was like getting an “F” in a course that I normally received an “A.” It just was not acceptable.

Hurdle number one: ARDS, Adult Respitory Distress Syndrome. Only one in three adults survive. I got an “A” on this test with the help of a two month coma.

I’ll pick this up later….