What's even worse? The panic attacks my wife and children have. I just got sent to RMMH to get a CAT scan for what turned out to be a migraine. And then Ken told me to stop drinking.
So yeah. I should do that...
Deirdre's home, she's staying with me for a few days. She's just fine. And Madame Butterfly is no more.
I died again. It was kind of amusing. What is not amusing is having a very sick nephew. Next time I'm rushing down the stairs, I'll probably be…
I told my dad off!!!!! Also, he's in a bit of pain. So now I get to discover why he's stuck here, judging my fashion choices with his eyes.