As I Lay Dying...from stomach cramps

Okay, maybe a little dramatic. Not to mention, somewhat cheap, given that I used the title of a book I've never read to introduce this post. Like I was saying, here I lay dying from stomach cramps. I was sound asleep, having sweet dreams about treatment tomorrow, where chemotherapy came to me in the form of the lollipop guild and we all danced along the yellow, brick road. Then, all of a sudden, I awoke, writhing in pain. I called upon my mother and father and they lovingly fed me Pepto Bismol. Yet, here I am. The residual pains from my cramps leave me sleepless and itching to tell the world. I can only hope the world yearns for my blog posts as much as I yearn to post blogs.