Several of us have received an E-Mail from Snapits.
Seems he got bad sick . . .
Spent several days in a hospital . . .
Back out and back in again. I think he's in a
hospice of some sort now . . . no car or truck.
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REPORTS OF MY DEATH MAY HAVE BEEN EXXAGERATED!
still await a favorable outcome! I hate people who retell things like this, but..)
Some weeks back I RETURNED to Doc's offc and (FINALLY) He sent me to the ER
thence to confinement in a room, unable to breath, I was IN HOSPITAL fro Tuesday
AM until Friday PM whence I was told all was well and I was sent home (5:00PM)
This the Friday afore Xmas, I was back after a 9-11 call time (11:00PM Friday even) feet first in an ambulance.
THIS time (11:00 PM) Friday afore Xmas I was put on and stayed on O-2 and I am now and
apparently will be strung to an O-2 bottle from now to never. (Which is another matter, entirely
)It seems I have been whistling p;ast the graveyard for years, and no DOC has seen fit to
inform me of my true condition.One might say that the bottom dropped out.
With no real choice I was pushed into thiplace, and it is not bad, but..
@ $100 / day with meals only., An alternative just down the street was the same
price so. HERE I AM. REady or not, willing or not and, yes unwilling.
I had a different exit strategy planned. Me and ribit in a Butch Casidy shootout.
this time ME as Wilford Brimley and him as Tom or Hawaii whatever. I did expect to make
some noiseand get an even or two on exit. I feel (Still) anything I did woulda been
deserved, But,,
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Our prayers are with you, Mein Pope.
Zim.

Mad Poet Strikes Again.