friday post ... 4?

takes a deep breath, then SHRIEKS "I'M OUT!!! I'M FREE!!!!! I'M HOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*takes a few deep breaths to compose myself* ahem, ahem.
well, after one year, 3 months and 20 days, they've finally let me out of this place!!!! sure, i'll have to go back as an outpatient 2 days a week, starting next month or sth like that, but the important thing? i'll be back at home to sleep :)
anyways, this week, my dad bought me a big blank black hard-covered book to write, and i found EVERYONE - including patients, nurses, doctors, wardies, kitchen staff, etc.
highlight of the week: ice cream and state of origin on friday. actually, dad had brought back 2 balloons from swimming - a big marroon one for us, and a wee little blue one for the new south welshman. i made an agreement with lee that if we won, i'd let him pop the blue one, but unfortunately, we couldn't prevail, so ... as an act of revenge the next morning, i got the nurse on duty (it was joyce at the time) to pop the blue ones for me out of grumpy revenge. it was, i noted, a very satisfying pop. so ha, you new south welshmen, just wait for 3 weeks time. we'll show you then, you'll see. sorry, that was actually the poop of the week, the blues winning origin 1, along with the bad dreams and insomnia, but hey.
i almost forgot i successfully pleaded with mum for one more icecream at lunch, seeing it was my last meal hospitalised, and mum said yes, so i happily dumped it in with my fruit salad and gobbled it all up.
i was also very happy to run into habib before i left, so i got him to sign my book. actually, naughty karen the teabag calls him "hip hip", but when i asked her if habib hit her for doing that, she just said, "nope. he just shakes his head and leaves." oh well.
well, we'll be going to vincent the physio tonight, and after, i hope we can go to UF coz it's invite your parents night. cool, and garage door just opened, so dad's home!
ok, see you again toms! and bags i watch naruto tonight or toms arvo!
cheers,
em. ^^
p.s. OOPS, ALMOST FORGOT - SPAM COUNT? 120 THIS WEEK. ADIOS! (argh, and for the 3rd or 4th or even 5th time, caps. laters!
p.p.s. i actually got a bit sentimental before we left, and teary-eyed me asked mum asked if i could flop on my bed just once more before saying goodbye forever. thankfully, mum agreed, so i flopped for one last time onto my bed with bear bear before leaving it for the last time. remember, i don't intend to return.
oops, we're late, gotta go!