original song.. . songs are copy written..  written at a very down time in my life..  i had a mystery illness that no doctor could pin point.. i was in pain every time i ate something.. i would eventually get sick and vomit.. this went on for nearly six years or more.. i lost down to 119 lbs.. i was on opiates for pain so when i would visit a doctor they would look at me as if i was a druggie seeking more pills.. .. finally i was to see a surgeon that was dating my cousin. he ran all his tests and couldn't find a thing wrong with me.. he was about to dismiss me when i told him that i truly felt that " the autopsy would tell what was killing me.. and i asked him if he couldn't just go in and cut me open and look around... !!  i asked him to take one more time and look thru my files and see if he could find one thing out of the ordinary no matter how small... he sat there for ten min combing over my reports.. when he looked up and said.. your gallbladder is hyperreactive.. its ejecting 100 percent every time you eat or drink anything.. whether its a piece of bread or a greasy burger... the tests are inconclusive but its hyperreactive.. he scheduled me to come back and eventually put me on the table to remove a gallbladder that was overworking.. (something that doctors do not do.. unless a gallbladder underperforms or is clogged with stones they do not remove it).. when he saw it he knew something was wrong.. it was thickened green and infected... the pathology came back ecoli.. it turns out our well was saturated with it...  he saved my life and i woke up able to feel an instant difference inside my body..i took my IV drip bag down to the lobby and began throwing change into the vending machine getting out sausage biscuits and various fatty foods and sat there in my gown eating these things looking out the window crying, i didnt feel the least bit of pain  after eating these and i knew I had just cheated death... i no longer had the feeling that i was going to die from some mystery illness. anyways after going home and recovering i was eventually to get off the opiates I had written a song while i was addicted to them..  i would go out on the deck at night and scream and cry into a pillow for just a few minutes because i was so angry that i was dying and no one could tell me why... my life was perfect, yet i was dying... i can't tell you how that felt.. anyways this is a little song i wrote at that time... and i found it last year.. I am a survivor i am disabled due to complications that my body has went thru and a prior surgery i had to prevent vomiting.. it has caused me fatigue and IBS ... but i am happy to be alive and amongst the living.. even if i have to plan out all my trips and it takes me a lot longer to get out of the house during the day.i am so pleased to be alive...  ok that is my mini novel.. here is my song.. 

My Own Sweet Addiction

N Those Eyes

original song..  songs are copy written...   we all know someone whom we feel this way about... 

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