I Don't Want to Talk About It... Right Now

By now, you know I had a sudden trip to the hospital last month. (If you didn't get the story, then don't worry about it. Obviously, I'm still alive.)

I have tried to write about it so many times, but I can't put it all together. Heidi asked me what was stopping me. Fear, of course. If I think about it too long, I can still feel the pains and the panic, the overwhelming sense of helplessness. It still rakes me raw. And until I can approach it from a little more distance, I just don't think I can get it down on paper.