After not being able to get on line (or do much of anything) since May 6, I was finally able to rejoin the world of social networking enough to post this silly comment. When I went to see my doctor about my infection, he said, “Into the hospital with you, old feller” (well not quite those words) and pretty soon with help from my wife, there I was on an entire new course of adventures. The hospital was crowded, so they put me on the same floor with people with behavior problems (not talking about me, of course). After a little room switching I found myself sharing a room with a homeless man, with more or less the same problem as me, except a lot worse. I think my infection came while taking a shower at the gym (a process I am going to swear off), his problem came from being bitten by another homeless man biting him while mugging him.
Well the story gets more complicated from there and my computer is going to reboot itself in a few seconds so I am going to publish and tell more later. Anyway, I am still alive. I think. Unless this is Heaven or Hell and I can’t tell the difference.