Posted by Ted (205.188.193.151) on May 16, 2000 at 07:35:19:
For a long time I figured that I was a clusterhead without support from anyone who never threw it in my face. I can't say that anymore. After no real sleep for a while I was just starting to doze off. Just at that point I got a call from my brother. He had heard that last night was going to be the night I "finished up business." So he called me today. Waking my tired ass off of the couch. "I hear that you had a rough night last night." he said.
"Well yeah. I did," I replied. "But last night started 3-4 weeks ago.."
"I think about you a lot," he said. "It hurts me that you have to feel this."
I thanked him and told him that it hurts me too. He came back with something amazing.
"I got you an appointment at Brigham Women's Hospital. They take your insurance and Dr. Katz is one of the leading Drs that you can see for that there."
He told me about how they're a Harvard teaching school and we joked about how this won't help, but it won't hurt. Anyway, I am no longer someone without support. I have my brother. I love my brother.