At Uni, feelin’ like a dork
Hi everyone,
Mum and I visited Dean in the hospital this arvo - about 2:30 - and were pleased to see him doing quite well. He had a few patches over incisions on his belly, but otherwise he was in good shape. They’ve got him in a busy-ass “23 hour” recovery ward or something - not sure of the terminology. He comes home tomorrow in the AM though, so, mum left him a book to read at least to keep him occupied for a little while.
So now I’m sitting here at uni, feeling a little bit silly as I came here an hour early on the premise of meeting a partner for an assignment. To my dismay, I appear to have come on the wrong week, and thus am here with nothing to do
Oh woe is me. So I’m writing here on the lappy.
I’ve gotta get going for a lecture now, but just letting you know Dean’s doing well, is philosophical (almost relieved to have it doe) and is looking forward to being home.
