Just this morning, they woke me up from my deep sleep. These people told me that I’m going with them, so I started the usual daily routine right away to be ready for the fun hospital activities for the rest of the day. I brushed my teeth, and made myself a little presentable. They wouldn’t let me eat breakfast, because I had to undergo the same diagnoses again. I relaxed myself a bit, and watched a movie.

I had to wait for more than two hours, because there were six people who were scheduled ahead of my scans.

Although they wouldn’t want me to eat some food, I still had some some Rice Krispies and a cold bagel.

Good start for that day.

Luckily I had the chance to take a shower. They disconnected all the cables attached on my body. I had to look and feel clean. I’m confined in a single room, which is not really bad. I have the privacy I need, that is, whenever I need to scratch some part of my body, I don’t have to look around first. However, this isn’t my home. I guess, there’s still no place like home.

Last night, I had a shot through the gut. I thought they were joking, but eventually I figured out that they weren’t. I may have to know how to do this within a few days, which is actually not a good thing to look forward to.

My stay in the hospital is a rather boring experience. So, there was nothing left for me to do but check on my mailbox. Let me share what one of my emails contained:

Dear Big Kahuna,

I have worked nights for years putting myself through school. Recently several people here have had problems when they got off work. I heard about your site from one of the secretaries here who showed me a couple of things she got from you. At first I thought she was a little nuts, but then I went to the site anyway.

I checked the products you have in your website. I didn’t get anything for myself though. One night, I read an email you wrote about the Mace Pepper Gun. I guess, my instincts told me to get myself one.

It arrived a few days later, and I tested it out in the back yard. Then I started carrying it, and I have to admit it made me feel pretty good. Last week a couple of us were walking to our cars when two guys tried to rob us. I pulled the Mace Pepper Gun from my pocket and started firing. I hit both of these guys before anybody knew what happened. It sounded like cats being electrocuted. They were really screaming pretty loudly. The folks from work asked what they should do, and I said “Go home.”

That’s what we did, leaving the mooks on the street. I know you’ll have at least two more customers right quick.

“Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.”

Good thing to keep in mind.

Jimmy

I’m very thankful for the letter Jimmy. I guess I should send you a Big Kahuna T-shirt soon.