I have high blood pressure but when I got home from the gym on Wednesday, it felt like a freight train in my body so I drove over and admitted myself. Seems it wasn’t the heart but the BP…I spent seven hours in the hallway on a cot, and I felt like a piece of insignificant meat, but I didn’t go to a country club. I went to a hospital. I ended up in a dorm room with nine other men hacking and spitting up all night long. It drove me absolutely bonkers. I as for Ivan, he is wound up 24 seven right now he’s laying on the couch staring at me…