I’ve been told that one of the tricks to making a blog more visible is to mention the keyword that you are dealing with as often as you can. In this case, of course, the word is ABORTION. If you mention a word like ABORTION as often as possible, it gets indexed better, or it gets picked by the Googles or something happens that is good. I don’t get it. ABORTION.
So, I try to come up with an ABORTION topic every few days but I gotta tell you that this has been an incredibly sucky week for me and I don’t have the energy to write about ABORTION or the anti-ABORTION people or late term ABORTION. I just want this ABORTION of a week to end.
It started late Saturday night when my 20 year old son, who I did not ABORT, complained of severe stomach pains. Ultimately, we took him to our local hospital, which does not do ABORTIONS, and he sat there for four hours. Fortunately, I talked over the phone to my good friend, Doctor Scott, and he made us feel a little better about his situation. My son ultimately survived, unlike the fetus during an ABORTION.
Then the next day, I got hit with the same stomach cramps. They felt much like the cramps you get when you have a non-surgical ABORTION. I got feverish, had the runs like you wouldn’t believe. I spent hours and hours in the bathroom. Probably the most annoying thing was every time I made my trek to the porcelain God, my stupid dog followed me in and just stared at me. Do they perform ABORTIONS on dogs? All she wanted to do was play with her damned rubber toy. Hey, dog, get outta my face! Can’t you see I’m peeing through my butt here?
The next few days were a blur, like the days following an ABORTION. One day I just took Nyquil and slept for 24 straight hours. I mean, I missed everything. We could have been hit with a nuclear bomb and I wouldn’t have known it. It was surreal.
Then, of course, to add insult to injury there was the heat. It got as hot around here as a saline ABORTION (which they don’t do anymore, by the way). Here in Virginia, it climbed over 100 degrees, there was no rain, the air did not move, everything turned brown in three days. We broke records. And some folks are still telling me there’s no global warming issue. Those folks should be ABORTED.
By Wednesday night, I was able to eat some unbuttered toast and hot tea. Hurray! Finally, something solid in my stomach. Five minutes later, I threw it up.
Have I mentioned ABORTION lately?
This morning, however, I feel like I’m turning the corner. I feel like there’s some light at the end of the tunnel, that a new day is dawning. The temperature has dropped to a lovely 98 degrees and we actually had a 27 second cloudburst this morning. The birds are chirping again. I feel like my life is back on track. Kinda like after you’ve had an ABORTION.