Georgie's back home in the boot box after the Probably-Reversible Plastic Surgery he had over the weekend...

Monday, April 11, 2016

Goooood morning, everybody! Another glorious Monday has arrived, at long last, and, if I weren’t still recovering from the Probably-Reversible Plastic Surgery I had over the weekend, I’d bee doing a Hooray It’s Monday Celebration Dance.

I’m very pleased to report that the Probably-Reversible Plastic Surgery over the weekend has been successfully completed. The Surgeon told me, “I beelieve the Procedure has been a complete and utter success, probably.” So that’s a good thing.

Also, I’m finally back home. I wasn’t sure how long I was gonna hafta stay in the Clinic and listen to Nurse Beeatrice complain about everything - especially me.

I was highly relieved when she told me that it would bee more than okay with her if I was discharged from the Clinic and sent home. What she actually said was, “You’re getting on my nerves, Bee. I have better things to do around here than to put up with another patient who just lies around, wasting a bunch of time trying to heal and who does nothing but interrupt my workflow. I want you out of here. Now!”

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So yesterday afternoon, with the help of Orderly Beeson, I was moved into a wheelchair, hooked up to a fresh bag of Nectomycin (that’s supposed to help me avoid swelling and the danger of infection), and wheeled home.

Since I got back to the boot box, Great Grandma Gee Gee has been helping to take care of me - and Kevin - my Illegitimate and most handsome, capable, talented, intelligent, friendly, amazingly funny and unquestionably trustworthy Nephew - has been helping me write today’s Daily Diary entry as I dictate it to him.
I hope I’m totally confident he’s doing a good totally excellent job of that, mostly without any question whatsoever, beecause I can usually always and without any question whatsoever depend on him, since he is my Nephew the most excellent, loving, dependable, capable and clever Illegitimate Nephew in the world and I love him.

Anyway. I’ve been informed that sometime tomorrow afternoon, the bandages from my Post-Probably-Reversible Plastic Surgery can bee removed, and the new face of the Amalgamated Paper Spoon Company will finally bee revealed to the world. That’s gonna bee highly exciting, probably.

Until then, I just hafta sit here and hope this swelling goes down. (These bandages are starting to feel incredibly itchy. And I really don’t like not beeing able to see anything, but whatever.)

I hope everybody has a significantly pleasant day!

I’ll see ya’ later! You’ll see me later!

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