Thanks for all the well wishes. The surgery went fine, only two hours. I'm back home now, so I should be able to make it tomorrow, but Betsy is going to have to drive.
I definately will need to borrow somebody's BBQ tomorrow. Mine's broken, and with the fire wood and cooler in the back of my Jeep, there won't be much room.
BTW: If you ever have to check yourself into a hospital, Thornton is the bomb. It was more like a bed and breakfast, hardwood floors, scupltured paneling, bay window, couch, wall paper, everything. I just didn't like getting woke up all night to take my vitals. It's not your usual food cart meal either. They bring you a six page menu, and you call for room service. No joke. Even say's room service on the menu. Porcelean plates, silverware, cloth napkin, and great food. I almost wanted to stay a few days extra.
Looking forward to tomorrow. Not bringing my kids tho'.
Betcha' wish your girlfriend was as dirty as my Jeep!
Zombies hate fast food.
Hang on! This is gunna' be a thrill ride of geriatric proportion!