Should I expect any magic carpet rides?
Did you know that these things get you a little high?
I did not.
From now on if you blog your boobs I will be calling them bloobs.
However, I wouldn’t have had to deal with antibiotics that evacuated my bowels at frequent inconvenient intervals.
Or the other antibiotics that made me pee orange.
I called it “Bear Grylls Tang.”
Nah. I like to utilize my entire colon.
Infection under control.
Wound attatched to wound sucking device.
Might be home tomorrow.
Also my hospital food is way worse than you’re hospital food.
This iPod has no camera. Steve jobs didn’t think I was ready for that sort of responsibility yet. I can type about 2 words per minute. This has taken me 10 minutes to type. Very unpleasant night. No sleep and one mental breakdown. I have no clue when I can leave. Discovered a new abcess which probably means another surgery. I can’t say I’ve ever been so miserable for so long. Breakfast is here. Frogpatient signing off.
Why does everything here beep all the time? Please stop beeping-things, I’m trying to sleep.