xpost from beep me:
I am out of the hospital, at home sweating profusely and Windsparrow is off filling my prescriptions for Morphine pills and Cipro.
Harvey the cat is bumping into me and purring up a storm, and talking a lot.
They pumped me so full of liquids and antibiotics that I'm feeling like I slosh as I walk.
Good to hear it Daniel! The homecoming, not the sloshing.
Welcome home, Daniel! Good to know Windsparrow and Harvey are taking good care of you!
Glad you're home, Daniel!
Yay Daniel! Hope you feel 100% soon!
Welcome home, Daniel! Enjoy the drugs! It's probably going to be the most fun you get out of this ordeal.
Welcome back, Daniel! It sounds like Windsparrow and the doctors took good care of you, and Harvey bumping and purring and talking is making me smile a lot for you. Cats missing you and loving you is a great comfort in convalescence.
Be careful with the morphine, though; coming down off it can make you kind of pukey sometimes.
I've heard.
Not that, two years ago right this minute, I found myself in a post-morphine haze narrowly avoiding throwing up on my newborn daughter's head or anything. I speak purely hypothetically.