Still Sick..

My chest started feeling really painful. I sat up in pain clutching my chest. Sitting there for fifteen minutes alone with nobody home. I suddenly started getting dizzy. I ran to the bathroom. Chest pounding. Room Spinning. I sat down and prayed to the porcelain gods sure that I was going to die. The other side of me decided it wanted to make the offering instead. So I throw down my sponge bob jimmies and scoobie doo boxers and give my offering. Still dizzy I collapse on the nice, cool, floor, and just lay there for a while thinking "This is totally not the way I want to be found dead". In hindsight I think I just got mega dehydrated from this fever I have been running. It is interesting the things that go through your head when praying to the porcelain god. Family. Life. Choices.

I told my wife I almost died. Her first reaction was "What do you want me to do about it?".. Umm, how about some humanity? Compassion? Err.. too much, I know. "Go away" was my reply. She later came back and was more compassionate. I guess she is not totally heartless.

At least now I am feeling a little better. Although I did crap my pants sitting down to poker this afternoon. Liquid chocolate goodness. It should have been a sign to not play as I lost a buyin and an SNG. Oh well.