Archive for April 1st, 2007

Thursday morning I was sort of in and out of sleep and there was this rattle.  When I finally attempted to move, a delicate balance was disturbed.  My bloody lungs tried to expell something – maybe Sigourney Weaver’s nightmare.  It hurt badly, and I stayed home to huddle in my bed, praying that the rattle woud go away.  It... more »