Man, I saw the title on my desktop, via scrolling Yahoo RSS widget just now...it just said:
Saying See Ya Later...
My first thought was "aw, shit, who can that be?!"
Find out it's
you.
...
O.K., so, whatever,
you. are. not. leaving.
I'm calling bullshit on the whole thing.
Do what you've gotta do. Rest. Heal. JuJu, acupuncture, crystals, sinsemilla, vacation to Amsterdam to sit in a cafe and back, I dunno...google "brain food", for all I know...
First I.R, now you. C'mon guys, get well, o.k?
I'm just pissed. I'll get over it.
Good friend of mine was teaching his college math class here a couple years ago. He had a stroke in mid-sentence, while he was writing on the board. Said it scared the shit out of him. He rested a week or more, went back to work o.k. We call him "Stroker" now, and he's apparently none the worse for wear. Same age as you.
Hang in. This too shall pass. As far as I can see, prayer's pretty amazing stuff. Eat your veggies, now, bud. See ya on the funway.
PM on the way soon.
Tony