I just got back into the hospital. I could have died, yet they still don't know what happened. I remember being in bed and being out of it. At some point, I realized I'd been in bed for a day and texted that to Michael. I was freaked out but too out of it to do anything. I fed the kitties and went back to bed.
Then, I think it was the next day, I was sleeping and got a knock on my door. It was my friend, Michael, and my apartment manager, Roz. They looked like they'd…
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