So my concerned mom, bless her heart she is a saint, booked some doctor's appointments to get me back in working order. On Tuesday, I skipped on over to my appointments and pretended I was an adult for a couple of hours. My two doctors were not liking what they were seeing. So they ordered a few more blood tests along with the usual battery of others.
I went in, got the blood tests, came back home, LET'S GO TO GREEN ZONE PIZZA.
I saw the caller ID reading, "S. John's Hospital." And I quickly picked up the line.
"Hi, is this Miss Stevenson?"
"Yes it is."
"You need to go to the ER immediately."