Saturday, November 10, 2007

General Hospital

It's been a rainy soggy day in San Francisco and I spent most of it in the hospital visiting R Man. He's remarkably calm and has been playing host to a stream of friends rallying around, god love them. I know lots of peope are freaked out by hospitals, but I spent a long part of my youth working in hotels and they've always seemed very similar to me, like well lit, but poorly decorated hotels, so I'm right at home. If someone handed me a time card, I'd probably clock in and start looking for the front desk just out force of habit.

Today is also R Man's birthday. O boy, let's party in the hospital. All of the nurses are terribly sweet including the one who made a special trip to get him a piece of cake since he din't get a real birthday cake. My only cavil is that my past experience in hospitals as always included buckets of eyte candy guys, but this time, we seem to be running sort of short. Maybe the cute boy shift is on when I'm not there. Still, I'm most satisified with the very kind nurses.

Monday they split R Man's chest open and start redeocating his heart. I'll be glad when this is all over.


  1. A birthday neither one of you will forget! Give the man my very best. Give it to you, too! XOXOXOXOX

  2. You'll both be in my thoughts and prayers for a speedy recovery!

  3. I've noticed if you squint a bit, many of those nurses look like boys....if you squint a little harder they might even pass as "cute"

  4. sending you and r-man all my positive energy for a successful surgery and speedy recovery.

    honestly, recovery is a fairly long process as you would expect. after all, it takes time to get used to the new decor. but have patience; it will happen. you'll probably knock your shins on the coffeetable more often than not, but, eventually you'll get used to it. LOL.

  5. Once again, and very sincerely, thank you all for all your support. It really does help.

  6. "Te adoro, R Man."
    "Te adoro, Peenee."

    You bitches made me butcher West Side Story for you. And I'd do it again, too.

    Love and prayers for a speedy recovery.

  7. Send my best belated birthday wishes to your R Man.


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