Saturday, April 23, 2011

Three Bags Full

He sat in his recliner journaling.  His belly was cramping.  Last night his stool was black again.  And, he pooped 'three bags full'.  He waited for the fever and the dizziness to begin.  His new surgical oncologist was out of town.  If the bleeding had to be stopped surgically, he'd rather him do it.  But for now he had to wait. 

The cramping hurt his belly and his psyche.

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