So, I finally got out of the hospital last night, sans even more of my hair. Not that I’m ungrateful or anything like that, it’s just that hoo, boy, would those Wal*Mart shoppers stare now, or what?
In case it was unclear, they most certainly would indeed. No questions there.
Speaking of questions, are there any I can answer? Seriously, don’t be shy.
How bad is hospital food, really? (I’ve never been admitted once in 31 years, though granted I was born in one. I don’t recall the menu at that time though.)
Surprisingly enough, not bad at all! My experience was a generally pleasant one, to be honest.
Excellent. And how many phone numbers were tucked into your overnight bag when you got home? 😉
None… 🙁
I was at work this morning at the hospital and saw they you ran out the other day… good for you….hope you are doing well and you know how to find me to keep updated…..Bro……
Hi Sean! Mr. M has been keeping me up-to-date……so glad you’re home! We think of you daily!! To REALLY fit-in at Walmart you have to stop bathing and wear your pajamas! 🙂
Your sense of humor will help with the hair thing. (I speak from personal experience there — I threatened one graduation to glue my cap to my head, since I couldn’t pin it on.) Actually, it will help with quite a lot of this — feel free to ask us to feed it if you’re finding you’re having trouble laughing.