At about 0100 on Saturday morning, we had a bouncing baby appendix. They got her into a room and I finally got home a 0300 for a short nap and to let the dogs out. They were really happy to see me. They sent her home at 300 Saturday afternoon and she has been recovering nicely. I don't imagine she will go to work this next weekend since she's going to still be healing.
In other health news. My brother is finally home after falling off a roof. He spent 2 weeks in the hospital ans another 6 weeks in a physical rehab. He's home now with his shiny new wheelchair. He has a set of braces and a walker and he's determined he's not going to be in that chair too long. He's got a long way to go, but knowing him and how our family temperament is, he'll beat it. He may have to use some type of device to help him, but he will walk again. Right now he's getting the synthetic heroin out of his system. I was on that crap for a year and it's not anyway to have quality of life. I know I spent that year as a slobbering mess. The whole time he was in rehab he was hard to understand because of it. Now that he's off of it and one some non-narcotic pain meds I can understand what he's saying.
Me, except for that parts that were broken years ago, I feel fine. It's bad when the broken and crippled up on feels better than everyone else.