Oct 1 2013, in the hospital.

It took 15 minutes to get to the hospital. From Huntersville to Charlotte normal drive time 30+ minutes. That is impressive. The pain was incredible. The anguish. The medical outcome." We can only give you morphine for the pain but we can't pump your stomach." Dear god the pain. Screaming in the halls due to the pain. More vomit, its black. Panic ensues. Why is it black ? He is dying! He doesn't wanna die! The pain. "Please for the love of god I don't wanna die" . "You will be ok. Your not gonna die" Tell that to the pain. God the pain. Vitals dropping. One of the side effects of the poison. It causes a drop in blood pressure, breathing problems, and other various complications. The needle gets stuck into the vein. Heart monitor attached. Oxygen attached. The pain. Man the pain. 1 hour! 2 hours! Pain lessening. Morphine kicking in. Eyes slowly closing. Doctors come in. Specialists. " How are you feeling? We're GI doctors were gonna be checking up on you seeing how everything is going" They wheel him up stairs ICU. Pain medicine kicking in slowly eyes slowly closing. Family comes in. Tears streaming down the face. 3 hours! 4 Hours! What has he done? Why would you do something like that? Family is forgiving. Concerned. Day 1 is almost done. 6 hours later. Pain medicine kicking in eyes slowly closing. Day 1 almost done nurses coming in to check. The baby sitter comes in. Ah the watchful eye of someone trying to make sure you don't attempt number 2. What to do? Nothing to do but watch t.v and sleep. Sleep? "To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect"

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