Fade in, fade out, fade back in....(no really, I was waking up from surgery and was fading in and out) I was waking up slightly in a strange room with other people around me in steal sided beds, kind of like we all were in a Robin Cook novel, the lights turned low and people talking in hushed tones. I became aware that there was something attached to my index finger, it was heavy by my groggy calculations and really needed to come off. I lifted my hand and shook it vigorously which given my state was more like limp spaghetti dangling off a fork. One of the hushed voices saw what I was trying to do and quietly said "no no, you need that". I thought if it was that important I should see what it was, so I lifted my hand to my face to see. Turns out it was a little white box with a pretty red light on it and I had only one thought pop into my head; "E.T. phone home", and I must have thought it out loud because the hushed voice at the head of my bed burst out laughing and couldn't seem to stop. Since I adore the sound of laughter I must have drifted back to sleep because when I woke up next I was being wheeled out to recovery to sit with my husband, I still am not sure if I was deemed Okay to move to the next stage before going home or if I was kicked out for being disruptive.
I hope you are all having a fantastic Monday!