Well out of hospital again, and back into it, on my second home brewed Ginger Toe, and so happy to be out of that lunatic asylum! Seriously, you gotta love the folks that work in hospitals, I love my bariatric surgeon and I met up with one of my nurses from last year this morning, who was really excited to see the "new" me after 12 months and 140 pounds lighter, once she realised who I was. (I had to show her my hospital pic from last year before she realised that I was the same person)
What I can't stand though, (apart from Hospital cooks, who should all be burned at the stake, or made to go back into the army catering corps) is loud people. Last night I had a big fat sheila of either Greek or Turkish (or both) origin in the adjoining room who was loud while she was awake, louder when chatting to her hundreds of European/Middle Eastern visitors, louder still while she was on the phone to her well wishers from the old country around 11 pm, right up to when she finally stopped exercising her noise hole at midnight, only to serenade me with her fcuking 150 decibel snoring until she woke up at 0500 to have her 160 decibel chat with the night nurse.
On the other side was 85 year old "Ross", who talked at around 150 decibels, because he was "a bit deaf" (no fcuking wonder) and when he had no-one to talk to, he sang fcuking Slim Dusty songs, to fill the void. I spent all night (until I fell asleep around 5 minutes before the fat wog woke me up again) plotting their slow, grisly deaths.
Anyway, my youngest boy sprung me around noon and I'm happily back home in my comfy chair, sipping on my second home brewed "Ginger Toe". I need to take it easy because the label on my Oxycodone and Tramadol packets mention something about not drinking too much alcohol (or maybe the Ginger Toe label said not to be taking too many pills, I'm a bit confused which) while I'm recuperating? Whatever, I'm glad to be back.
I'll take the week off and get a few things done including sneaking my latest two wheeled toy home, picking up a powder coating set up I bought cheap, and bottling batch No 2, while trying to intercept all the bike parts heading my way before the wife sees them. I'm thinking I should make batch No 3 while I'm at it, as the weather is warming up, and my surgeon was worried about me getting a mite dehydrated because I only drank about half a cup of water yesterday. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I don't like drinking water, because of what fish are well known to do in it, and all........... Man, I'm glad to be home!