.... back.

Mental note. When next I pray for the General to return home to me quickly, I should probably stress AFTER the surgery. 

They sent us home, told us to return Thursday. To beat that dumb frustration to a pulp, I dragged us across town to have great snack and even greater cake in my favourite LJ, stupid expensive cafe. After we got home, we passed out almost on the doorstep. Woke up 4 hours later. On the plus side, it's raining, so the temperatures dropped for about 15°C.