Later that day...

My doctor was called away on an emergency, so I was lying on the table for a half hour, pondering things:

• Sen. Ted Stevens' (R-Ork) masterful explanation of the internets.
• How Montonians became the arbiters of style and architecture?
• Do I want Twinkie Tacos for lunch?
  

The doctor believes that he cut away all of the cancer. I'll have the lab results next week and then a series of inspections and detections by machine and medical professional. It's a reminder that when you're in the medical system, your body is not wholly your own.

Oh, and no shower for 48 hours. I'm glad that they still make spray deodorant.

One of the signs in the hospital parking garage says, "Exit to Entry Ramp." We were looking for the Entry to Exit Ramp.

Thanks for your notes and prayers and holding me in the light.