Oxygen is Essential

About this time last night, i was working on some of the new graphics for the hoodlum blog. I felt a sharp pain in my back -- and needed to lay down. the longer i layed there, less less it seemed i could breath. i wondered if i had a collapsed lung, if i was having a heart attack. I thought I was going to die.

I go up to look in the mirror to see if i was cold and clammy. palid. As i turned from the mirror, the world in front of me faded to gray and i fell to the floor. I managed my way to my cel phone, confident i could call 911 if all esle failed. i made my way back to the sofo and put my feet in the air. i was scared and exhausted.

I must have slept for about an hour, but I awoke again with sharp pains through my back and an extraordinary tightness in my chest. i got the cold chills and a really cold sweat. It was hard for me to stay warm. So about 4AM i called Kellie (i am her gay husband) and she immediately came over and helped get me to the hospital.

I didn't know if i was having a heart attack, a back ache, had pinched a nerve -- i was really scrared. all i could do was breath and hope for the best. Kellie was a champ. she rescued me. we went to cedar sinai. the traffic on la cienega is phenomenal at that hour.

We were there. i had an iv in one harm, three doctors around me and this cute bottom boy in scrubs hand me an adavan and whisk himself away. about four hours later, i had an albuterol enhaler a few pills in case things get really bad and i've been doing nothing but sleeping. kellie stayed with me most of the day and took care of me.

think i will be okay, and thank you to those who've made inquiries. hope to be back bloggin soon.