I fell off the planet March of last year, but I found my way back. I hitched a ride with a space cowboy in a rebuilt 1930 Buck Rogers Special.
OK, all foolishness aside, I suffered a near fatal heart attack April of last year. The rescue squad (God bless the Floyd County vols!) called in the bird and they flew me to Roanoke General. I thought sure and certain I was gonna die in that chopper but the flight nurse told me he didn't allow anybody to die on his watch.
The card lab at the hospital stuck a stint in me, they moved me to ICU (lots of pretty nurses!) and I came home 2 days later.
Sorry I'm so long checking back in. Is my credit still good?
OK, all foolishness aside, I suffered a near fatal heart attack April of last year. The rescue squad (God bless the Floyd County vols!) called in the bird and they flew me to Roanoke General. I thought sure and certain I was gonna die in that chopper but the flight nurse told me he didn't allow anybody to die on his watch.
The card lab at the hospital stuck a stint in me, they moved me to ICU (lots of pretty nurses!) and I came home 2 days later.
Sorry I'm so long checking back in. Is my credit still good?