Get Well ......KINGPIN SLIM Day 2 (After the Shooting)

Day 2 Sunday

Waking up with an IV in both arms, the pain is at an all time high. I got a little morphine pump that I've been given to offset the pain and I'm putting it to good use LOL! I got a chance to holla at my whole family (most of them in the West Indes) and everybody is praying for me. My mother is flying up from Florida to help out so that's good, you know if anybody got your back it's moms! I'm getting packages from people such as fruit baskets and books. They telling me I need a rod in my leg since it's broke and can't take the weight at this point. Crazy thing is the shots are everywhere, my ass, my groin, hips and knees so there isn't a good spot to lay on for comfort. I get taken down for x rays and they tried to be gentle but it wasn't working at all, they killin me! Next up is surgery and the room is cold as a mug. One thing I notice is all the black people holding good paying positions in this hospital, makes me proud real talk. My surgeon is black and he is real cool, I tell him give me that good shit don't play with it! I'm trying to be knocked all the way out when I go under the knife. They pump that shit up in me and handled their business, I feel the difference immediately all the swelling on my hip is killing me but I'm toughing it out like the champ that I am! On the way back to my room I ran into one of my colleagues  The General aka Sincerely Ill, his man is up here dying from lupus and I can see the pain in his eyes, we tell each other to keep our heads up and I give him the room number I'm in. When I get back I find out that I was shot with a 45! Six shots point blank range from a 45 and I'm alive? Blessed to say the least, I'm getting visits and getting better but they won't let me eat via mouth only through IV because they aren't sure if I need more surgery particularly on my hand. I swear I'm pissing like 20 times a day it's crazy! And with one of my legs being broke and the other one being weak it's a struggle to say the least cause I can't do it lying down it won't come out. I don't know when I'm going home and my mouth is dry as I haven't drank or eaten anything in two days outside of these IV fluids they keep pumping up in me. Let's hope tomorrow is different. My uncle and the man who raised me are here holding me down telling me all the knucklehead stories of my childhood and how I was always in some shit LOL. I never thought I had enemies with intentions on killing me since I've been living my life right for 2 years now but you know what Michael Corleone says "it's like everytime I think I'm out they keep pulling me back in!" I got too much going for me on the right side of the tracks to cross back over for some bullshit so I'm gonna leave it in gods hands......