With the wonders of modern networking technology and the modern(ish) hospitals, I discovered there was an open wireless network in Vincent's that my PDA could connect to the net via, so S was able to read this blog. While the earlier story about hospital life made her laugh, which is really bad news after a stomach operation, she really wanted it pointed out to anyone that's already read the story that the Dr was not referring to her!

She's kicked me out of the hospital while she sleeps a bit more. She's worried that I'm bored or wasting my time, although what else she thinks I'll be doing while she's stuck in there I don't know. I'd be surprised if she was out before Monday/Tuesday though.