Escape, Part Tres

We got paroled this morning and drove home this afternoon.  As I've said many times, the staff at UMC is wonderful (so wonderful even that I'm using words like wonderful).  All except Dr. Stickinthemud, who gave us too many restrictions. 

No matter, being home is good. 

Funny story this morning, though.  The team of doctors came in on their rounds, which is something they are want to do every morning.  I was working on my work laptop and Heidi was enjoying her Eggamuffin from BlandRUs, the hospital food service.  The doctors asked what we thought about going home today, immediately invoking a volley of oh yay's.  I don't need to tell you who released the oh yay's.  But I'll give you a hint:  I took a pause and replied, "Do you ever have people who say they do not want to leave?"  The surprising answer from the good Doctors was, "actually, yes, some people do want to stay here for the reliable food and steady care."  Despite the reliability of BlandRUs, it didn't require more than a double-take to acknowledge going home was the obvious choice, Stickinthemud restrictions notwithstanding.