Good morning, Mindi. Besides the fact that he looks pretty, well, not so pretty, he's okay. He had a good sleep. Nothing keeps that guy from a good sleep. He slept when he came home from the hospital in bed. I fell asleep on the couch. At some point we swapped places.
The hospital had a really nice setup. They had glass-enclosed apres-recovery rooms, where the surgeon went to find you. I went to fortify myself and get a lovely almond and chocolate confection and a coffee, plugged in my gadgets and promptly fell asleep on the huge chair, like a lounge chair. It was quite nice. I guess the surgeons don't remember what the patient's families look like, so they write the room number on the patient's sheets in ink and know to go there. Something new for me. But we haven't been to that hospital in a while.
So, we're off to the doctor for a follow up this afternoon. Good friend will drive us. I owe him not only money, but a hugely yummy meal.
Thanks again for asking.
It's good to be in a safe place and not under the sticky. There have been issues and I am very hurt and ashamed....