WHY I'M SO ILL

The heart virus that's making me so sick is called Myocarditis. It's the same virus that killed Andy Gibb. My doctor believes the cancer weakened my system so much that that's why I caught it. It's rare (lucky me) but not unheard of among cancer patients. I've been doing some research on the virus, and it also seems to be common among drug addicts. So I was thinking that even though I've never been addicted to drugs (I don't even take the ones I'm supposed to take) maybe all the drugs I have taken over the years would equal the amount a drug addict would have taken. And in doing so, made my poor little body weak.

And speaking of my little body, last Sat. my friend Dawne and I had lunch at Knott's, and afterwords we stopped by the hotel gift shop to see my friend Jim. When I stood up to show Jim how to do something on his computer, Dawne sat in my chair to go for a ride in the hallway. She made the comment that she never realized how little I was until she sat in my chair. My chair took three months to get because it was custom made for me. But I have to admit whenever I look at it, I too am taken back by how small it is. I may only be 4'11 but I've never been ashamed of my body. One time I was on a bus in New York long before I had trouble walking, and this guy looked at me and said "Damn you're short!" I looked up at him and said "Yeah, and you're STUPID! I can wear heels if I want to, but you'll be stupid for the rest of your life!!!" That's me, smart ass to the end, now I tell everyone that I'm the only one I know that can stand up from this chair and still be the same height as when I'm sitting in it!