So, December 27th. Woke up at exactly 3 A.M. in the morning with a sharp pain in my left lung. It hurt, but I didn't want to bother anyone so I tried to keep it hushed up. But it kept getting worse and worse so Sarah told me I needed to go to the hospital. I was only thinking they would give me some medicines and maybe keep me under observations for a night. 12 days later and I am finally released. It was a really long stay. One of the most horrible experiences in my life. Between being force fed antibiotics and taking ship fulls of pills, it wasn't a pleasant trip. I had contracted a viral chest infection, which then led to my lung being filled with liquid and other junk. The other junk has probably been in there for some time. (Used to smoke and family is smokers) They had to stick a very long needle from my back into my lung to suck out the fluid. Only before the procedure did the nurse tell me my lung could collapse or worse I could die. Well, they took it out, and after a couple days of waiting they finally said I was good enough to go home. So here I am. Just wanted to update on the situation.