My Panama Hospital Adventure; Rapid, Natural Fat Loss
Cheating Death, Travel | (2)
Did Lourdes Send Me To A Panamanian Hospital?
Both Clay and I have gotten sick in Panama. Clay got the sniffles and I became deathly ill and wound up in the hospital.
Sometime between 2-4 AM on a Saturday morning, I woke with a start. I needed the bathroom and I needed it bad. I was doing what my brother terms the "double dragon." In lemans, it was coming out of both ends simultaneously.
By 8 o'clock that morning, I had been back and forth between my bed and the bathroom more than a supermodel on a coke binge. Things were not right ...
