DW is back at home. She is sore. She is tired. She is being a pest. Hmm, I don't think I see any changes. Anyhoo, (while I duck and wait) she has her trusty codeine-laced meds (she will give you the names) and is resting comfortbaly in bed. Well, geek that she is, she has a folding dinner table with the laptop on it so she can MSN me her needs when I am in the basement working. She will probably do a short post tonight and more as she heals. And, due to whatever circumstances, she may have to take care of some important work issues immediately. Yeah, yeah, I know, but I am the same way.
Thanks to all of your prayers and wishes and good thoughts and good words. We appreciate it all. I will blog again when I have somehitng meaning ful to contribute, or she is plain driving me batty and I need to send her off to work before I go starkers.
NOTE: Special thanks to Mark who graciously left work to brave the torrential downpour so that we did not have to pay or deal with parking. Much appreciated.