Try code blue

I was apparently operated upon for three hours during which time they tracked down and removed my abscess and put four pounds of staples into my skull.

I was knelt upon at some stage by a large number of people who apparently beat me bloody with sticks and caused large contusions on my head - which are still with me.

These gangs of marauding thugs had the temerity to visit me hours later to tell that the operation had been a success and that my brain was just like it was.

(This was not necessarily good news for Cate).

More of the hospital stay later.

I stayed in hospital for six days and was released on Tuesday. I have a PICC in my arm and Cate gives me twice daily injections of clear muck, brown muck and green muck and I take pills of various colors and sizes.

This will go on for months.

I can’t actually do anything but so just sit around watching Biggles gurgle.

I am having a wonderful time.

Yossi and his parents are coming on Sunday.  Lizzie is here now. And they said you will never get anyone to visit Indianapolis.

Well try almost going code blue – that works.