He must need another day in the hospital or he would be running out the exit. I remember the liquid diet being endless glasses of cranberry juice (I refuse to drink milk) and lemon ice.The first solid meal they offered me was FRIED CHICKEN! Just the smell was enough to make me sick after three days of liquids. So I went home.

Complaining about the food is a sure sign he is getting better. I suspect someone warned the nurses about his being prone to flatulance - hence the breakfast. It won't stop him. And even if it did, when Cletus shows up with Paw there is no telling what damage will be done or permanent wall decorations left behind for posterity (that may be a pun, think about it). You know they will sneak in some foul concoction made of moonshine and 'possum parts.
Spaw, we need you back here. Cleigh O'Possum is getting pretty heavyhanded with the "Golden Shower" Award. Just wasted one on gargoyle. Seems pretty pointless to me. I think ole Cleigh is still jealous of the little pissant and trying to wear him out. Odd that I should be asking you to institute a policy of moderation but...
Take as long as you need to feel better and come back to us healthy. We can be patient now that we know you will be OK.
Love you and Karen and the boys,
SINS