Now it's my Uncle Gary's turn to be in the hospital. It really doesn't look like he'll come home. He has chronic bronchitis and emphesyma. At this point he cannot stand. It's not looking good.   My chest pains are back. I've gone to the E.R. twice for them and to my doc and got diagnosed with three different things. None of which I believe I have. I was given three different treatment plans, all of which I follow because I really have no life and have plenty of time to do them....and none of them are expensive or hurt. Yet I still have the chest pain. Hmmm.  I got a new cat who we call Forrest. He's a beautiful black and white bengal. He's very cuddley. I need him in my life right now. He licks tears. I love that.