Damn Nighthawk, that does it, I'm never eating popcorn again! (another mild attempt at levity)
Dang man that sounds bad, glad they got you to the hospital in time. That had to be scary as all get out.Hope your next exam goes ok and they are done exploring the caverns (if ya get my drift).
This thread was actually started in jest,(and out of a bit of depression about the length of time this problem has been bothering me), and I thought the "high tech" part would be good for some lively posts. Instead everyone was so dang caring and nice I truthfully felt bad about starting it
I do know/realize what is important in life and it's not what kind of weapon one is carrying in their hands at any given time. Family, friends, your health, somewhat your wealth, how you treat others and how you keep your word are what is really important, not whether you're hunting with wood or glass, or if your weapon has wheels or uses bullets..or if you are even hunting at all.
I imagine in your case that has become abundantly clear.
I'm tipping my cup of hot tea to your continued recovery and good health my friend and I expect to share a drink of choice with you in person at the next Cloverdale.Don't dissapoint me.