During my recent medical procedure I was given this wonderful versed/demerol mixture. All I remember is the nurse saying she was going to start the IV and then the next memory is the doctor asking me how I was doing. My response was to ask him when he was going to start and he responded "Actually we're finished."

From that point things are fuzzy. H3 swears they rolled me out to the car in a wheelchair. I am not sure if I believe him or not. Seems like I would have some memory of this.

Next, I demanded to be taken to work so I could check in on Miss Eunice. H3 said it was not worth the hassle of arguing with me so he let me go in. After I said hello to Miss Eunice, I wanted to eat some vegetables so I demanded to go to Cracker Barrel.

Once again H3 obliged and I had some combination of vegetables and turkey. It's all a blur. I have these bizarre snippets of turkey and country arts and crafts, but I can't really pull it all together.

Then I went home and slept like a baby. Overall it was a good day.