Woke up five days ago,
Steel pressers on my lungs,
Coughing up blood...

Work is a no go,
But not a
"No Call, No Show"

"Walt I'm going to the ER,
I can't make it in,
I'm sorry."

He understood,
and I got Bear to drive
me to the hospital.

Feeling nervous,
but in a sense
like I'm over-reacting.

Then two IV's in my arm
a few oxygen tests,
and some x-rays of my chest.

"Pneumonia.....
and you developed asthma
through cigarette smoking."

At twenty years old,
I had the lungs of
a forty year old.

I've been praying for
a reason to quit.
Wow... I'm amazed....

*God sure does work in mysterious ways.