What a Night

Despite all the bravado about pain meds, and altered perceptions, and such last night proved worse than the first post-op night. ( Probably not for faint at heart )

It Is

To go home now. Discharge instructions in hand. Need to get dressed and call my ride (I am still NOT the designated driver... even for going to/from work but no work for another week anyway). Prescriptions to fill. There is a discharge unit here at Hospital which is calling for me; this frees up the bed I'm in on the floor for the next post-op who needs one.

So. Off line, back to wonderful Rural Baja Jorja Dial-up soon. Or possibly a bit more time on-line before I leave, though I'm not expecting wireless access in that discharge unit.

It's been real. It's been fun. Now go home where the food is better.