Texted my ex last night, long story short....
She offered a ride to the hospital. She said it probably wouldn't be her, but her new hubby. ( I kinda think he's a little scared of me!)
Anyway, I told her I appreciated the offer and would gladly accept it...but it wasn't necessary, I could just take a taxi.
The only REAL advantage is that it pushes this procrastinator into it. I told her I would be in the backyard if they wanted to get me there.
I wasn't sure if I was.gonna.sleep out there, or die out there. I slept until midnight, ( my cat found me and we spent some quality bonding time)
, but it started getting wet..( dew).
As soon as I started out of the sleeping bag, Sammy disappeared. It was beautiful out there for awhile, tho.
BTW: It's kinda why I don't want to go to the hospital, a little afraid I may just die there. And.....I really don't want to spend a lot of time there.... ( They COULD put me back in ICU and keep me there awhile...) I don't really want to do that again.
DOUBLE EDIT: Even though they reduced that $44, 000 bill from the last visit to $26,000, they ain't gettin squat. I don't have it!