Mike

My BFFF Mike is in the hospital again with pancreatitis. This is the third time in as many years. He pushes himself and works overtime and it just gets on my nerves.

He was asleep when I got there but he woke up for a little while and we talked. The nurse went by to get a glucose reading and it was 220! And he hasn't eaten anything since yesterday.

I worry about him. I don't want him to die first because he wants me to sing the worst Bette Midler song, Wind Beneath My Wings. I hate that song. It was a sellout. Everyone I know hates that song.At least I'm in good company. I refuse to sing it, maybe I'll read it but I will not sing it.

Pray for Mike. Light candles. Think positive thoughts.

Chiflaco out.