I expect to be discharged in a few weeks. Mrs. Crotchety isn't too thrilled with my embracing of the diapered life, and she mentioned something about potty training.
Or was it paper training?
Ether way, warm soapy water clean ups are a thing of the past.
And I don't expect to say "Don't be shy, dig in there," anytime again soon.
Youse may have noticed I'm answering your cumments again. Proof I'm doing better.
I'll cut this short as the ambulance will be here shortly to take me to the doctors for an appointment and the pain meds are kicking in.
In about 5 minutes the hallucinations start.