that is so funny! the couple of last days i was in the hospital, they kept asking me if i had gone to the bathroom yet. i was getting scared because i knew they wouldn't let me out if i didn't go, so i had my husband go get me all kinds of food hoping that would help. it did nothing. then they kept offering a laxative but i was scared of it. so i kind of nonchalantly asked if they needed to see it when i did go, and they said no. so then i had a great idea of just pretending i went. so the next time they asked me if i had gone, i said yes, finally i did! i really didn't......but at least i got to get the heck out of there!
Well, it finally happened last night. Now, we are back in our hotel room, where we will stay for the next two days before leaving Baltimore on Thursday. Now that he has made it through his surgery, let's hope I don't put a pillow over his face after two days cooped up in a room together.
