Clearly, I lived.
I am also all stoned on Hydrocodone, so if this is a bit disjointed, sorry.
For the record, this hurts like a bitch.
I will give a more lengthy (as per usual) and detailed description of today's events when I am a bit less loopy, later on, but I am fine, I actually can talk (although it hurts) and am about to dig into some yummy ice cream.
The Wal-Mart pharmacy is slow as glaciers fucking.
(Yeah, that just happened.)
We got out of the hospital about 2:45 PM, and we just now got home, at 5 PM. Thanks, Wal-Mart, I LOVE waiting for my pain meds for an hour and 20 minutes. Fill the fucking bottle and give it to me, already.
Slackers.
Anyway, quit worrying, y'all three who were; I'm fine and will be snarking away as per normal real soon.
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