We parted ways one year ago today. (*sniffle*) I don't know what went wrong. We got along perfectly. They said that you were infected, you needed to come out, that I didn't need you anyway. What happened to you? I was sitting down after a long, busy day going through pictures to put in an album. Then all of a sudden I experienced the worst stomach pains of my entire life. Next thing you know I am sitting in the ER with my friend Erin and a trick or treat bucket to barf in. 8 hours later I am being wheeled into surgery. Crossing my fingers that I wouldn't die and that the surgeon would throw in liposuction, a breast lift, and a tummy tuck because she was feeling generous or forgot what she was doing. No such luck. Instead I was left with 3 scars and a $20,000 hospital bill. I still get stomach aches all the time, about 3 or 4 bad ones each week. I think they were wrong, I did need you. I'm sorry.
Love always,
Ashley
4 comments:
HOLY COW! That was a year ago? I can't believe it...
you're so funny! I think the funniest part of that little love-song was that you barfed in a trick or treat bucket! Never will they seem the same! :)
Yep, one whole year ago. I swore I would be skinny by now.... because my stomach hurt so bad I never thought I could eat again. Of course I said that when we were sick last week too, and you saw me with the queso and snacks on Saturday.
My mother always said that God intended each part for a reason, and that if it came out we would suffer some sort of residual problem.
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