And some guy came in and said you need to be intubated right now, and that's the last thing I remember, until I woke up like about two weeks later in the ICU, with the hoses in me everywhere and strapped down. And so, and to be honest, when I woke up, I mean, I spent two weeks dreaming all kinds of really, really weird things, you know, I guess due to the fact that they used barbiturate to slow down your brain and I dreamt the weirdest things, just incredible. And when I finally came out of it, of course I was between all the nutty that I dreamed and the fact that they would put drops in my eyes and a little bit of cream occasionally, I couldn't see very well. I had. and I really , other than the fact that I couldn't see, I was strapped into a bed, it was difficult to see where I was, because it didn't look like the same room that I got into at the beginning. Anyway, I ended up thinking that I'd been kidnapped, somewhere you know those dreams that I was sure I read articles about , and you have to be careful because they take you into a hospital, you were sick, and then they go somewhere and they try to get your company to pay for you to come back using their kidnap law, which in fact, was a thing in my contract, right? It was , it was probably what triggered it, I don't know.