Fellow blogger Treppenwitz is in the hospital. No, he ain't croaking. But he'll be there for at least another day.
Please visit him and wish him a refu'ah sheleimah.
http://bogieworks.blogs.com/treppenwitz/
But beware - he is proving himself one of that dangerous tribe that makes their own ailments entertaining. These are the kinds of people who discuss a hysterectomy in ways that make you fervently wish that you had one. Folks who explain the freak-accident that broke their arm with such a sense of the absurd that you envy them their good-fortune at being crippled for the next two years and in horrible pain. Why, you too might want to catch your big toe in the band saw! Or at least see your cousin Timmy develop an ugly second-head.
Nuclear-waste type acid indigestion, fur in odd places, and urinary tract disaster all mean love and blessings from your friends, you know it. Your jealousy is more than justified.
In other news, hospital food is immensely unappealing. There is a move afoot to mail it to Africa. This blogger approves.
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Refuah shalema.
These are the kinds of people who discuss a hysterectomy in ways that make you fervently wish that you had one.
Those are ONLY for women. Which you aren't one of. YOU cannot have one. How..... sad?
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