Flashbacks

This one will be a quick one because it's bed time and I have school in the morning. What a great year this will be in school!

You know, I was eating chickies yesterday and they had an after taste that was very familiar to me. It reminded me of something I ate a long time ago. I remember lots of things from a long time ago, like when I poured blood and almost died.

I started remembering more about that the other day. I remembered what happened when I first started bleeding and Mumma was talking to the lawn guy. Then I don't really remember anything until I was in the helicopter and I was really worried that they would forget to shut the door. But luckily they remembered. They were poking me and poking me and then I was in the hospital. The only thing I can't remember right is when they gave me Tonsil the bear. It's like I remember two versions of what happened. I wish I could remember that part right.

[Dad's Note: 'Chickies' are chicken nuggets, the only form of meat the boy will touch. For newcomers to Bridger's blog who may be a bit confused about this 'pouring blood' experience, you can read the original post: 'I Almost Went to Jesus'.]