As many of you noticed, I
snuck my laptop into the hospital earlier. He's smiling, chatting and giggling occasionally, but not yet cackling while planning world domination. the poor typing quality is mostly due to a "not quite right" keyboard, it being awkward and uncomfortable with needles in the back of the hand, and people making you laugh. The drugs sloshing around contributedby making him not care that it was "sloppy"
He's on a sub-ward with five old men - including a "Father Jack". Visiting is restricted to a single hour and a half slot weekdays, with an additional two hour slot on Saturday and Sunday, so he'll be going stir crazy soon enough - he already wants to come home.
I'll probably not update now except for release information, or if there's significant deviation from the expected "get's better, goes home" plan.
PS. I am looking after myself. Sheesh intarwebs, you're not my mother. :p Thanks for the concern