It’s official: I no longer have a thyroid. I’m feeling tender but fine. Hospitals are boring. Realsupergirl and I have made the most of it though.
We played cards. (Realsupergirl bought them today in the hospital gift shop. )
I ate! Finally! No, seriously, they made me wait ’til like 7:30 pm, after having fasted since Midnight. Eating was a major event today.
And we admired my new gash.
We’re now comfortably camped out in a private room. I’m disconnected from the tubes and wires. I’ve even had a diet coke! My temp it slightly elevated, so I’ve got a little breathing exercise toy to prevent pneumonia. Faulkner Hospital is just full of fun and excitement!
Thanks to Girlsnqueers for keeping my sweetie entertained. To Patrick for bringing movies. To my mom, sis, and sister-not-in-law for the pretty flowers. And to countless others who’ve called, emailed, and facebook commented with support.








