A dear friend of mine called last night. She called from her hospital room to tell me that she has been admitted into the hospital with a pulmonary embolism. I'm pretty rattled by it. While putting her through a battery of tests, they have found another blotclot in her leg, and an unidentified spot on her lung. This is a woman who is a breast cancer survivor of 5 years now, I think. She says she's breathing fine now, that she may be released by the weekend. I hope so.
I've written about Peggy here in the past, and I now realize that I don't talk about her enough. She has been a true friend through many of my ups and downs. She's a person upon whom I can depend upon for love and support so completely that I think I take it for granted.
She's the woman who I left to come out of the closet. She's the heart I broke while trying to grow up. She's sick now and I just want to tell her and everybody else that I love her.
I'll be driving to Houston his weekend to be with her. I don't have much else to say right now.