A few days of being nursed, observed, and scoped after a late night event I did not realize was a hemorrhage, though food poisoning was probably involved.
This happened in the fall—just another minor accident in the vast slow catastrophe of the pandemic. Although I didn’t lose quite enough blood to warrant transfusion, it was four months before I could walk outside with a camera.
Sorry, Robert. That sucks. I know a lot of us are of a certain age. Seems like my parts just keep getting removed, replaced and are more subject to failure. The parts are getting old, not me.
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