We made it back from Mayberry yesterday, after a late-evening discharge from the hospital on Friday. The Teenager was a trooper through the entire experience and we felt that she deserved a reward.
This is Bruce...
...he and The Teenager are super-tight, now, as one would expect from a relationship forged in adversity and eventual triumph.
Speaking of triumph; the car ride home was far less taxing on The Teenager than we had feared. She and Bruce slept through most of it and we were feeling pretty good about the experience.
Until we got home and nausea kicked in, that is.
Anyway, all is well, today. Pain is under control, the nausea seems to have passed, and, her appetite has returned in full force. I'm pretty sure she is on the road to a full recovery.