…Your lung pops! I feel so bad for my fiance Brody. His lung collapsed this weekend

Saturday night we had an awesome time at a friend’s house (the party with the bouncy house!) and little did we know that what Brody thought were gas pains from drinking beer was a collapsed lung. His chest hurt all day Sunday and we just thought he might have bruised himself somehow.

So, yesterday we went to the Emergency Room to see what the deal was. I was in the ER waiting room for a couple hours with the most sane people in Rochester until the doctor called me back and showed me an xray of Brody’s deflated lung.

Long story short they cut a hole in his chest and put a tube in and now he’s the the hospital for the week. I’m jealous of his morphine, even though he says it doesn’t help much.

And I didn’t know hospitals charged you to watch tv! Booooo!!

Get well soon Brody!