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cheshcat was able to walk up and down stairs once again... and so, last night, she was discharged from the hospital -- at last -- and I brought her home once again!
The discharge process took a very long time. First, the doctor who needed to sign the paperwork was called away. When she finally came back, the porter took a small eternity to show up. Eventually, we lost patience and walked out ourselves. It took some time, and we needed to pause and sit... but ultimately I think it was a lot more satisfying to walk out of the hospital on our own legs, rather than sitting in a wheelchair.
The beautifulbunnypip was waiting at the Flat With No Name when we arrived home. The rest of Friday evening was largely spent in mundane chores, getting the Flat into a state suitable for cheshcat's needs as she convalesces. This required more work than one might think... so I am quite grateful to bunnypip for her assistance.
Today's big event was the post-surgery UnParty. It began just before two, whentopbit arrived... and lasted until just shy of midnight. In this time, we played games! We ate yummy food! There was talking! Cuddles! And an impromptu Oxford BiFest planning meeting. This was all much fun... and I want to thank everyone who came for helping to welcome cheshcat back into her life!
In terms of gaming, we started out playing Wise & Otherwise withcheshcat, topbit, bunnypip, and myself. To everyone's surprise -- including my own -- I won by a considerable margin! Indeed, I ended the game with twenty-two points -- two more than the score required for victory. The karmic scales balanced during the next game, though! The amazing bunnypip and the astonishing oilrig and the awesome uberredfraggle and the adorable amuletts and I played Apples To Apples... and I managed to just barely tie for last place![2] The aforementioned adorable amuletts (alliteration, anyone?) ended up winning by a considerable margin... but oilrig had the best[3] assortment of adjectives! The final game of the evening was Betrayal at House on the Hill[4], played on the excellent homemade set that my darling tawneypup had given my for my birthday. We ended up playing the space alien scenario; amuletts played the mind controlling space aliens... and managed to quickly hypnotise us all into letting ourselves be abducted.
Overall, the day was lots of fun. My only regret is the number of people who showed up. We had a total of eight at this year's UnParty -- less than half the number that we had last year. I was absolutely delighted by the people who joined us... andcheshcat seemed pleased, so that is good. Additionally, some people who could not make it were lovely enough to phone and send their good wishes over the wires. That, too, was most excellent and happy-making! Still, I could not help being reminded of how -- three and a half years after moving to Oxford -- we still don't enjoy the level of close knit community here in England that we have in Chicago or in the NorthEastern United States[5]. This surgery was a major event, one that should radically change cheshcat's life. Yet this was the total number of people who wanted to join us to celebrate? Had this party been thrown at the Event Horizon, I know that we would have easily had four times as many guests -- maybe more -- dropping by to share this important occasion.
Ah, well. In the end, all of that is really just a detail. The important thing is that -- for the first time in her life --cheshcat's right knee is sitting in the groove where knees are supposed to sit. The surgery opened the doors to a much brighter future! This is a cause for celebration... and celebrate we did, with some very lovely people! It was a blast, so thanks to all who joined us!!
Now, then, let the future begin!!!
[1] Actually, this time it took eight and a half days. But who's counting?
[2] I say "just barely" because, had the final round played out differently, I would have unequivocally taken last place all on my own! Go me!
[3] By which I mean the worst... as, by some odd coincidence, they were all negative!
[4] Affectionately referred to as The Shinnin'.
[5] By which I primarily mean the New York City area... but, really, we have community as far South as North Carolina and as far North as Maine. Y'all know who you are!
My prediction from Thursday was accurate. Yesterday, my beloved
cheshcat was able to walk up and down stairs once again... and so, last night, she was discharged from the hospital -- at last -- and I brought her home once again!The discharge process took a very long time. First, the doctor who needed to sign the paperwork was called away. When she finally came back, the porter took a small eternity to show up. Eventually, we lost patience and walked out ourselves. It took some time, and we needed to pause and sit... but ultimately I think it was a lot more satisfying to walk out of the hospital on our own legs, rather than sitting in a wheelchair.
The beautiful
bunnypip was waiting at the Flat With No Name when we arrived home. The rest of Friday evening was largely spent in mundane chores, getting the Flat into a state suitable for cheshcat's needs as she convalesces. This required more work than one might think... so I am quite grateful to bunnypip for her assistance.Today's big event was the post-surgery UnParty. It began just before two, when
topbit arrived... and lasted until just shy of midnight. In this time, we played games! We ate yummy food! There was talking! Cuddles! And an impromptu Oxford BiFest planning meeting. This was all much fun... and I want to thank everyone who came for helping to welcome cheshcat back into her life!In terms of gaming, we started out playing Wise & Otherwise with
cheshcat, topbit, bunnypip, and myself. To everyone's surprise -- including my own -- I won by a considerable margin! Indeed, I ended the game with twenty-two points -- two more than the score required for victory. The karmic scales balanced during the next game, though! The amazing bunnypip and the astonishing oilrig and the awesome uberredfraggle and the adorable amuletts and I played Apples To Apples... and I managed to just barely tie for last place![2] The aforementioned adorable amuletts (alliteration, anyone?) ended up winning by a considerable margin... but oilrig had the best[3] assortment of adjectives! The final game of the evening was Betrayal at House on the Hill[4], played on the excellent homemade set that my darling tawneypup had given my for my birthday. We ended up playing the space alien scenario; amuletts played the mind controlling space aliens... and managed to quickly hypnotise us all into letting ourselves be abducted.Overall, the day was lots of fun. My only regret is the number of people who showed up. We had a total of eight at this year's UnParty -- less than half the number that we had last year. I was absolutely delighted by the people who joined us... and
cheshcat seemed pleased, so that is good. Additionally, some people who could not make it were lovely enough to phone and send their good wishes over the wires. That, too, was most excellent and happy-making! Still, I could not help being reminded of how -- three and a half years after moving to Oxford -- we still don't enjoy the level of close knit community here in England that we have in Chicago or in the NorthEastern United States[5]. This surgery was a major event, one that should radically change cheshcat's life. Yet this was the total number of people who wanted to join us to celebrate? Had this party been thrown at the Event Horizon, I know that we would have easily had four times as many guests -- maybe more -- dropping by to share this important occasion.Ah, well. In the end, all of that is really just a detail. The important thing is that -- for the first time in her life --
cheshcat's right knee is sitting in the groove where knees are supposed to sit. The surgery opened the doors to a much brighter future! This is a cause for celebration... and celebrate we did, with some very lovely people! It was a blast, so thanks to all who joined us!!Now, then, let the future begin!!!
[1] Actually, this time it took eight and a half days. But who's counting?
[2] I say "just barely" because, had the final round played out differently, I would have unequivocally taken last place all on my own! Go me!
[3] By which I mean the worst... as, by some odd coincidence, they were all negative!
[4] Affectionately referred to as The Shinnin'.
[5] By which I primarily mean the New York City area... but, really, we have community as far South as North Carolina and as far North as Maine. Y'all know who you are!
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