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Monday, September 21, 2009

Heartache, the heart wants what it wants

Well, I left off with my partner not coming home.  Right after I got offline he called to say he was in the hospital room 253. He has a heart condition. He was in the hospital.  That was at 10:30 pm so I told him I would come up in the morning and bring him pills, tooth brush, and tooth paste.  The boy was I feeling foolish.

I got up at 6:30 am got to the hospital by 8:00 am.  I am talking to the nurse about his medications and another nurse mention wasn't I the women who brought him in last night "No, it was not me"
She quickly said, "Oh that was the guy in the next room. I got them mixed up." One black, one white?

I had to go to the bank for him and I stopped by the golf course to talk with the owner about his car being parked there for a couple days and he said it was no problem.  Was apologizing for not being able to help him.  Sorry, he had to call me to pick him up and that he was unable to take him to the hospital.

So I came home and called his G-friend and she wants to know why I am harassing her. I asked her to tell me one thing did you take William to the hospital last night?  She said "Yes".

I was mad then because he lied about how he got to the hospital.

He said he passed out at the 3rd hole on the golf course.  The next thing he remembered was that he woke up in the hospital.  And when he called he said it was the first chance he had to call.  Well got to go because he is here to pick up his stuff.

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