Oh Shir, so sorry.
Knee surgery went well. It was at 7:20 a.m., and I was waking up (for a value of awake) by 8:30. My first memory is of my ortho leaning over me saying, "It's a good thing we did this. It was a mess in there. Now we need to talk about your other knee." WHAT.
I had been hoping to spend the day catching up here and elsewhere online, and entertaining you all with highlarious painkiller-fueled posts, but I'm so sleepy I can't stay awake for more than a few minutes at a time. Percocet Party me will have to wait until tomorrow, I think.
Oh wow, Shir. ~ma to all around.
Ya for more smooth surgery.
~ma to Shir and her loved ones.
We look forward to painkiller-fueled posts tomorrow, amyth. Rest well.
I hope the fire can be contained soon.
Head full of snot. Stupid cold has me flattened. Couch, tv and tea. And Sudafed. Hopefully not so much Sudafed that I go for the self-trepannation.
Oh, Shir, how terrible.
And yay, successful knee surgery.
~ma for Cass's cold. Begone foul beast!
Cass, perhaps you could set fire to something - doesn't that usually make you feel better?
amyth, I am so glad your surgery went well today!
{{Shir}}
Hands a box of kleenx to Cass....
Cass, perhaps you could set fire to something - doesn't that usually make you feel better?
All of my used tissues are going into the fireplace. Soon I will have enough to play HazMat! It's really sad how much I am looking forward to that part.
When Hubby was a fireman, he often got shipped around to fight fires. Once he was flown to Australia, but the fire was under control by the time they got there so the plane refueled and headed home. All he's seen of Australia is part of an airport.
