Bollox Redux

The Bollocks is back! Discharged from the hospital yesterday after 5 days, equipped with and educated to use his new naso-gastric tube, a genuinely portable liquid food pump and 2 weeks worth of food bags.

When I visited last night he was only an hour out of hospital, and you would think he'd been reprieved from the electric chair. Quite manic, energetic and rewardingly euphoric compared to the desperately thirsty, hungry and weak man of last weekend. They finally got the tube past his tumour and into his stomach during his general anaesthetic for laparoscopy on Monday, so he's had food and fluid since then.

What a difference a few days make, and thank God for the NHS! Last night, Il Bollocks slagged the book I brought as a gift (of a genre he likes) as too thick, established to his satisfaction that he knows more about everything than anyone else, and liberally criticised his saintly hostess H.etc. while she looked after him. He's back on form, and it makes me very happy!