This is a picture of me in the Hospital. I went to my scheduled doctor appointment after ny brother went home from our vacation. The E.R. doctor came in next to my bed. He hooked up the blood pressure cuff and O2 sensor on my finger. He took my heart pressure then he saw my O2 saturation level. He looked at me and said, "Do you know what is wrong with you? You should be dead! No one can live at an O2 sat level of sixty." I looked over to the nurse and said, " Can I get a different crackpot?" He looked at me, Surprised to the max and said, "Do not worry, I can fix this."
