True Story

Five hours after we kissed him goodbye, they wheeled him back into his hospital room: 

"Leslie," he croaked, his lips parched from 13 hours of "Nil by Mouth" and his voice scratchy from the breathing tube.  "I have my first blog entry."

"Would you like to dictate it to me?" I asked.

He nodded.

"I'm ready," I told him.

He cleared his throat and licked pathetically at his dry lips.

(ahem) .... "OUCH!!!"

He's back!

Comments

[Heather]

Yes!!!
So glad to hear everything went well.
Keep those drugs a-flowing :)

[Hillel]

Perfect! ;)

[Angie]

As only Chris could sum up major surgery... :)

Rest up, buddy! Looking forward to checking out the new abs of steel they installed, along with the super-powers you requested (hopefully they didn't jip you with meager Wonder Twins powers 'cause only being able to turn yourself into buckets of water is lame)!

[Bruce Evans]

Welcome back to the world. Y'a know, we really have something in common. When I had my colon cancer surgery, I remember the doc saying "well, While we were in there, I thought we ought to check on the liver and kidneys, so we just shifted some stuff around for a while and everything looked good." So, we're even in the organ-manhandling game. However, I'm sure you were fully confidant that your bowel was fine while I, putting down my scotch-on-the -rocks, was somewhat surprised to get passing marks from a much abused liver.

Its great to hear your ."ouch" The next sound they'll ask for is that of flatulence. Go ahead and let them have their fun.

I'm about to start trapping and training whole flocks of exotic birds so you can take some fabulous pix of tropical fauna in a few weeks, without having to exert yourself too much.