I doodled this one sitting in the hospital with Karen… waiting for the theatre to be cleared of emergency cases so she can have her minor op… she should be in there now… I hope she is coping well, and I’m sending her Invisibule love over the internet!
update: out of surgery and recovering in the ward, with the machine that goes ping rather a lot. Also, I’ve been reading her Mary Oliver’s poems, which seems to help.
Update (should have said this days ago, sorry): She’s at home and recovering.
↓ Transcript
Four musicians sitting, not obviously playing anything.
RUMBLE!
Subtitle: The Borborygmus Ensemble
RUMBLE!
Subtitle: The Borborygmus Ensemble
First: All the best to Karen. Now: Yes, they tell you NPO (do you say Nil by Mouth?) from midnight until after your procedure, then priorities shift and you sit there, listening to your tummy growl and growing ever more thirsty, as your appointment is scuttled by triage…
yep – that’s how it was, two days of tummy rumbling in a row!
Good wishes to Karen. Hope she’s fully recovered soon.
thank you! She’s home now and asleep in our own bed.