Oh most flatulent one, appear unto us. Tell us that the chest tubes have not deflated thee, that a mighty BRRRAAAAAPPP is still the clarion call of thy presence.

Tell us that the gentle tick, tick, tick, emanating from thy chest has not overcome the sound of the little voices crying out in thy head.

Tell us the evil Foley has not drained thee of thy vital piss & vinegar.

Drag thine ass to the computer and send us word.