The dark sleek heads are risen from the water

[sovay]

Home from six days in hospital with a plan designed not to land me back there any time soon, I have been passed into the care of Dr. Hestia, who is already carrying out her duties with enthusiastic ministrations of purr. I have washed my hair for the first time in a week. I have eaten food prepared by my family. I napped like a stone in the late afternoon, which I will have needed since my regimen for the foreseeable involves a schedule of medications I cannot let slide even when some of them require me to be awake at hours I have preferred my entire life to spend unconscious. My calendar is inevitably full of further maintenance, but I am truly looking forward to an increase in conversations that have nothing to do with the monitoring of my vitals. Mostly I am marrow-tired and vague with new chemistry and glad to be home in my own clothes and drinking water I don't have to ring anyone to bring me in bed. I was not expecting and delight in the gift of a plush harpy eagle that arrived while I was away.

Comments

[radiantfracture]

Hurray home! What a relief. (Knock wood.) The harpy eagle sounds like an excellent adjunct.

[sovay]

Hurray home! What a relief. (Knock wood.) The harpy eagle sounds like an excellent adjunct.

Thank you! It is currently occupying an adjacent shelf to the Paleozoic Pals, since Hestia desired to know it better and her talons are not plush.

*hugs*