And really hopped up on pain meds, which is no condition in which to write.
So I will try to type out the story of my hospital stay in the next few days, before I forget, because it's a good one. There was drama, intrigue, mystery, romance (not really), Lord Voldemort, wine, whine, morphine...lots and lots of morphine, a nurse named Penny, a very timid bladder, and oh yeah, a fibroid! Truly the fascinating four or so days of my life, since Scotty's birth.
And...I have a picture of the fibroid. No joke. I'm going to try to scan it and then post it. And then all of you can see our new "addition." We're calling her Peachy.