It's all coming back...

Wow. A week later. And so much better. I am recalling the highlights of my stay at JH.
Bare with me.

First, the regrets.

1. I told the anesthesiologist I'd pay him a million dollars on the other side while going under. ( I think I remember doing this)
2. I don't have a million.
3. He remembered.
4. He's a photographer. (true story)
5. I can't remember his name.
6. I have been scrubbed by three different Nell Carters. Isn't she dead?
7. I remember it.
8. My roommate fell asleep to the all night Jerry Springer channel.
9. She screamed at the nurse for two hours so I couldn't hear it.


The thanks,
1. They took the spongue out of my aorta cavity without getting a bank statement prior.
2. He left with a handshake.
3. My arm worked.
4. The surgeon seemed a very handsome man to wake up to.
5. so is Todd.
6. Todd came to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
7. And he took me out of JH
8. I can now say next July that I've been whiter.
9. It's okay not to get dressed.
10. People bring you things.
11. You get naps.
2. I was cleaned, showed how to go the bathroom, fed with a straw, changed and got jello. It's like being two all over again.
13. And they medicate you.


Happy Tuesday!!