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Sick 10/13/2021

By pwsadmin / October 14, 2021 / Comments Off

—Sick 10/13/2021— I became sick today. My stomach was torn up, and I was cold and shaky. When this happens, my output, both 1 and 2, is very acidic.The acid then tries to eat through my wafer, which is holding my bags, and, much like a river trying to forge a new path, the output…

Last Day with Tony

By pwsadmin / August 25, 2021 / Comments Off

— T— I remember it like it was yesterday. I was living as a Bachelor at my house in Huntsville, Alabama. It was Sunday, and I had gotten up pretty early.It was not like any other day, though. I had a craving—a craving for a Banana Split.I thought to myself, “Why am I craving Ice…

COVID Night Update 8/2/2021

By pwsadmin / August 3, 2021 / Comments Off

—COVID Night Update 8/2/2021— A short update:Everyone is doing fine tonight, and everyone’s numbers are regular. A few people have expressed some concern about what I am doing to keep myself from getting COVID.I thought I might address that. When four out of the five people who live in the same house have COVID, you…

Intussusception Of The Bowel

By pwsadmin / June 14, 2021 / Comments Off

—Intussusception Of The Bowel— I do not know if you have ever had a near-death experience or not, but in 1985, at ten years old, I was faced with the chance of dying for the first time in my memory. It all started with my stomach hurting; Followed up by not being able to keep…

My Baptism

By pwsadmin / June 7, 2021 / Comments Off

Twenty-Six years had passed since I had gotten Saved. I had now graduated college and received my Microsoft, Novell, and CompTIA certifications. I had gotten put on disability by my doctor from my career as an I.T. Manager. My grandmother, “Nana,” had passed away with brain cancer. “Tony,” my brother, had passed away at 38…

A Frog Named Red

By pwsadmin / May 27, 2021 / Comments Off

—A Frog Named Red— Watching someone you love go from healthy to death in a mere six months is hard. Losing a loved one is hard. My Grandmother, “Nana,” had been diagnosed with cancer and given six months to live. Each day, “Papa” and I would drive from Huntsville, Ala., down to Nana and “Pawpaw’s”…