I had the Gregorian Chip Monks Chanting for your health as soon as they'd finished cooking the Fish. I usually don't leave a thing to chants, but your health is at stake here and your Russian-born nurse with the delusions of former nobility, Anna-sthesia, seemed to have gotten her job by not being good enough to be a stewardess for Err Canada. If she'd actually gotten to work for the airline, she would surely have lost your whole cause for you at baggage check, though gotten it back to you a day later. No wonder Canadian medicine is most famous for those hats in Alberta.

Congradulations on making it through this far through the system. You'll be as close to normal as ever in no time, flat. Did the doc say you'd ever be able to play the 'hran again?. Sometimes these medical miracles DO make a man "Bodhran Again"!

Halle-gnujah! The Great Re-Gnu-al has begun!