I’m out of the hospital now. I was in for three days. Now I really don’t want to have heart surgery. I imagine I’d be in a hospital a lot longer than an extended weekend.
Of course, it’d probably be better than the dinky hospital I was in this past week (they have about 20 patient rooms).
It’d probably also have better food (I was given an order of magnitude more disturbing than middle-school-lunch food).
My nurse probably wouldn’t be someone I used to see as a teenager.
I probably wouldn’t have to pee in a bucket.
But I guess you never know. Heart surgery is tricky.
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