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This sucks. Did this really happen???
Let me tell you what happened. I thought I was gone. I was fine with that. Then somehow I woke up and everybody was looking at me real weird. Like somebody just died. It's awkward when people are looking at you like you just died. And you did. Some were sad. I still like them. The others that had a smile on their face, it better be that they're happy I woke up. I was fine with being gone. I was content not having to hear them complaining about pumps and augers anymore. Not having to fix stuff at the factory was not a bad reason to die. Not having to try on pants at Marshall’s, that’s a good reason to go. Between us, ice cream in general has been getting worse. Some people are even insisting frozen yogurt tastes good. These are my thoughts. Apparently, nobody can hear me screaming. Maybe my voice is gone. I tried cracking the joke, 'What's going on here? Did someone just die?' Nobody laughed. They must've not been able to hear it. Great timing too. Might have been the ambulance. Those things are loud. They say it was a stroke. Was it a heart attack, cardiac arrest, having to raise kids? I don't know. It might have been a car accident. I don't know what happened. We'll call it a stroke. These are my memoirs. At least they're memories of what I can remember. I don't know. I had a serious stroke. Calm down. This is what I got. Do I have brain damage? How would I know?! All I know is that I have had to listen to a lot of people say real stupid stuff since the accident. They have definitely made me dumber. These are the memories I have. I figured I would put this out there. I can't talk. That's what everybody is saying about me. I can't talk, I can't move, and from what I understand, some people want me dead. So, I figured I would write this with my buddy. Day 1 I'm looking up. I have no idea what is going on. Who are these people? I haven’t seen them before? Did they just wake me?! I was in the middle of a good sleep. And why are they standing right by my bed?! That’s rude. Have they been watching me sleep the whole time?! Who the hell are these people?! Who the hell watches people sleep?! A little privacy would be appreciated. I think I just poohed in my bed. Can everybody please stop staring at me?!!! Why is everybody on top of me? And why I am in a stretcher? Is this another doctor? Do they change my primary doctor every day? Something is messed up here. Does anybody hear me? Please. A bit of privacy would be nice. Oh no. Some random dude is about to change me. Why do I keep on getting the guys. I would like a woman for once. I have a lot of questions right now. And one of them is who is going to pay for all of this. I guess I have a stroke. This fool in a white coat is saying, 'It's a stroke.' I get it. I have a stroke. Will you shut the ---- up?! Why is this guy asking me questions? He knows I can't answer them. I have been yelling for the past five minutes and nothing is coming out. How did it start? From what I remember, it was a conversation with John. Worst conversation I ever had. I have had some real bad conversations, but my head has never exploded before. Let me take you back to when it stated. I was hanging out with my buddy, John. Last thing I remember. John was telling me about his kids. We were in the promenade getting a cup of coffee and my brain exploded. He wouldn’t stop telling me about his kids going off to college. Yapping away about how proud he is. He just wouldn’t shut up. And boom, my brain just gave up. There is only so much hearing about John’s kids and the sports scholarships my brain can take before blowing up. I would have to say, that the worst conversation I ever had. Even worse than the time I had to listen to Bernie's jokes at synagogue. That must be how strokes happen. Forty-three. Who the hell gets this when they're forty-three. I am sure she's going to break up with me. It turns out the white coat girl isn't even a doctor yet. She's still a student. She just likes saying 'stroke.' Like she figured something out. I don't think now is a good time to ask her out. Medicare better cover this. If it was up to me, I would not be in this hole. I don't think workers comp covers conversations about how proud John is of his kids. So not talented. The Blog Tags Widget will appear here on the published site.
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