Dear Friends,
The old urban legend is that Molly woke up in a bathtub full of ice this morning with an incision in her back, missing a kidney and with no recollection of what happened.
More later, but I feel fine this morning, except for pain. Fentanyl is my friend. Irene has stopped by to tell me that Molly is feeling better today, too.
Up and out of bed. Running laps around the hospital ward. LOL NO. But the getting out of bed part is true. Also ate solid food for lunch. Terrible food though. I might have to get someone to sneak me inn some real food.
Interestingly, from now on, no more "uncooked" lunch meat. Meaning no more subs unless they are toasted. No more eating at salad bars or chinese buffets. No more sushi. No raw oysters. No steak tartare. Small enough sacrifice for a long life.
Going to start waling in a little bit. That's my physical therapy for now. If I can, I will go see Molly. Getting intravenous drugs to knock down my immune system some more. Trying to take less pain reliever.
More later.
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