I did NOT spend 10 days in the hospital last week.
I have NOT since experienced a near miraculous recovery.
In the meantime, I am NOT prescribed a whole host of prescription drugs, most of which end in AZEM or IUM, if you get my drift.
I am absolutely NOT certifiably insane.
Since my near miraculous recovery, I have NOT been hopping around like a bunny, tackling huge projects around the house.
On this wonderfully sunny Memorial Day, I did NOT tell my husband that we are demolishing our master suite today.
I did NOT incite a massive movement of furniture around the house.
We will NOT be living in our den whilst our house becomes another edition of Extreme Makeover - Fallon Edition.
I did NOT feel like I was dying six short days ago.
Did NOT happen.
NOT to me.