crawling back from the dead

so i am back in the city after a week and a half in my mother's care in ohio. the infections are backing off and now i'm just exhausted as opposed to coughing up a lung while lodged in the fetal position by grimace-inducing abdominal pain. my nurse practitioner says i can try to return to work next week, but might want to start with half days. my boss and coworkers (and friends and family) have been exceptionally supportive and don't want me to push myself too hard. it's nice to feel valued when you're away.

so, as i regain consciousness, i promise to blog again. thanks for the supportive comments and emails and kinky nurse cards (ms. librarian, naughty girl, i opened it when my mom was in the room!).

more later, but a line to let ya'll know i'm alive (and occasionally prone to texan conjunctions when i'm in sub-par conditions, such as sick, drunk, or surrounded by family).

ps dacia has promised to post a "jane is dead" blog if ever necessary. we've had plenty of time to discuss my eulogy in the er.