My Life in the Hospital

Since Halloween is fast approaching (the store down the block has been advertising for it since after Labor Day), I thought it might be good to put a scare to my readers (all four of you). No, not ghost and goblins, but more mundane fears such as a tale of madmen cutting open an innocent and shoving their malicious hands inside to fondle internal organs, maniacs determine to torture through sleep deprivation and stabbing a poor soul with spikes just to see blood flow, sadists pouring wicked chemicals into a helpless fool's bloodstream to horrific effects of mass swelling, and callus sociopaths watching others writhe in agony. That's right, I'm going to blog about my recent week-long stay in a NYC hospital due to a rupturing stomach. Be afraid, be very afraid. hospital