|Back in one of my favorite spots|
|Up on the futon...|
in days. Oh, and check out the awesome pink wrap they put where my IV was. that's right- real men aren't afraid to wear pink. I've gained some weight back, and it feels good to be able to eat and drink without my damn teeth bothering me.
I ended up getting four of the damn things pulled. Apparently they were that rotted and infected. The down side of all this fuss is that I have to have medicine every day, and I cringe when I see dad coming at me with that stupid syringe.
I have to go back in a couple of weeks for all my follow-up crap, and mom and dad have to get me some special food now because there are still issues with my kidneys. Kinda sucks getting old, I say.
Though I know I already have tons of pictures like this last one, this was taken this morning- my first back home. I did miss all my comforts.
I just read all your comments, and I thank you all for your kind words and well-wishes. It's nice to know I have so many friends pulling for me!