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One Returns

by AW1Ed••41


Punkin Squawkypants

My pleasure to report our own Ex-PH2 has returned home and is busily recharging her phone and spoiling her kitty. I’ll let her tell of her adventures, something about a radiology incident and commanding her wheel chair driver like a tall ship’s helmsman, or some such.
The important thing is she’s home now.
Up to her to fill in the details, if and when she so desires.
Welcome home, Ex!

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41 thoughts on “One Returns”

  1. It’s good to home. No matter where that is or
    what you call it.
    And being healthy while you are there is even
    better. Throw in a few friends and a cat or two
    and you get the idea.

  4. Boys some of us may be in a heap o’trouble now AND have some ‘splainin’ to do. Wonder if offering up cookies and vanilla bean ice cream will do us any good.

    Welcome Home Mi’Lady! You were sorely missed.

    1. I’m keeping a new recipe in my hip-pocket as a peace and goodwill offering, if she needs some pacifyin’.

  9. Thank you all. I’m out of the deep end, but still have a few shoals ahead of the bow.

    Punkin met me at the door with the “Where have you been??? I was so scared!!! I didn’t know if a Big Rock from OUter Space fell on you!!! I’m telling MOM!!!” and she spent the night on my side of the be4, snoring and squeaking.

    Just don’t take ANYTHING FOR GRANTED WHEN YOU LOCK THE DOOR BEHIND YOU — EVER!!

    Make a hole!! Regular Navy coming through! All ahead full!

    2. Hey Sailor, you were deeply missed here. Now get back into the action and rip a new one in that POS deserter Randy Jowers!

      1. I hear and obey. Just gimme a few to pull my stuff together. Very confusing (but interesting) week. Docs are completely puzzled.

      2. Throw your pink fuzzy robe back on before you prowl the neighborhood on your Segway!

  12. Great, PH!

    Now, will all youses guys who’ve been burning incense in her honor get that crap outa here? It’s stinkin’ up the curtains and triggering allergies. At least the guys offering up prayers didn’t bother the rest of us. Much. (A couple of ’em got a little overzealous and loud with it.)

    Well, there were the few who insisted on barking at the moon, but the less said about that the better. At least if there was any midnight nude dancing, I didn’t see it. Yes, that’s my story and I’m sticking with it.

    Welcome home! If Punkin’s happy, we’re all happy.

      1. Well, reportedly that was the case with this one too. No barking at the moon, but some (apparent) baying. (smile)

        https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M70A9yTGZl8

        Word is that Richard Branson told Oldfield he wanted some lyrics included in the album. Oldfield (then 19) reportedly said, “You want lyrics? I’ll give you lyrics!” – then went to the studio, drank half a bottle of Jameson’s, and (while intoxicated) spent 10 minutes screaming into a mirophone while being recorded. The recording was slowed down to produce the “vocals” used on the track above. Oldfield was reportedly so hoarse afterwards he couldn’t speak well (or at all) for about 2 weeks.

        https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tubular_Bells

        https://www.soundonsound.com/people/classic-tracks-mike-oldfield-tubular-bells

  14. Great to have you back Ex, and I’m sure that you have missed my groany Puns while you were OOC. So far, I have made went through three batches of your Penne/Sausage meals which was worth every Penne.

  15. And ditto to what everyone else said above: good to see you out of the hospital, Ex. Let’s keep it that way, OK? (smile)

  19. Ex! Welcome back!!!

    The place wasn’t the same without the Queen of the TAH Lionesses! You were missed.

    I’m glad you’re doing better, my friend.

  21. Okay, now I’m sniffling and the dust in here is just awful.

    Fortunately, I am now officially an airhead, because my e-mail login leaked out of my shriveled brain, along with my PIN for my card; I did not have my phone charger cord along, and the iPhone charging stations won’t fit my antique cell phone; and I couldn’t figure out how to get the FHCC’S internet access to start up; and it started snowing, which means someone has to shovel that off my front steps.
    And now Punkin hates my boots because she is sure that it’s their fault I went missing. Also, I have so many blood draw marks, look like I’ve been mainlining chocolate ice cream.

    Next time, I’m taking Sandy with me. 🙂
    More later.

    1. Welcome back!! Don’t you wish they would have drawn all the blood at one time, and not made you a pin cushion? I’ve been there, done that. We shall patiently await you getting yourself sorted, just thankful you are back home with your loves!

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