14 July had me in the hospital at 0600. Signing documents on an electromagnetic pad, or whatever one calls those things.

By 0700 I was in one of those gowns, my left upper leg shaved by this electric razor contraption connected to a mini vac, something like a DustBuster.Then they wheeled me into an operating room and knocked me out. I woke up being fed ice chips, being reassured I was still alive. There is a fancy bandage on my thigh, incisions held together with medical grade Crazy Glue.

It will take a while to recover. Oh well.