Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Maybe I Should Get Sick More Often

Aside from the giant gash across my throat, the stiff neck muscles, and the constant meds, recovery hasn't been all that bad. I get to sleep all day and stay up all night, if I want to. I'm physically unable to pick up my daughter while I heal up, so that means I can't change her diaper or wake up early to take her out of the crib either. I even got to play the "can't get it wet" card, regarding my stitches, which got me out of showering for a few days. (That last one was actually kind of gross, but it was fun getting away with it.)

The best thing about this whole mess, hands down, has been the gifts. I don't know what it is about cutting out my thyroid that made so many people want to celebrate, but as long as they're sending the goods my way, it's all right by me. My sister bought me a stack of magazines while I was still in the hospital, and my mother took care of picking up my weekly pull from the comic shop. The shop owner Neil at Magnum Comics even threw in a few freebies for me. But when I got out of the hospital, the gifts kept coming! One of my wife's closest girlfriends sent me an Amazon gift card, then a few days later my own best buddy, Peat, sent me a video game. And while I can't exactly monetize the value of my child, my aunt gave us the gift of taking her off our hands for an entire weekend.

And now, a full week after my surgery, an unexpected package arrived at my door from another set of old friends:

The box contained a Dark Victory Batman action figure, a DC Who's Who Mystery Box (mystery solved...it was Superman), Red Robin #1, The Incredible Hulk #600, and two issues of Boom Studios' The Muppet Show. How cool is that?

I'm in such a good mood about this geek goody bag that I'm going to refrain from sharing my response to the mediocre Red Robin, and I'm not even going to get into how, thanks to its disjointed, go-nowhere plot, juvenile storytelling, and irrelevant backup features, Hulk 600 was probably my least favorite comic I've read all year. Instead, I'm going to leave you with the wisdom of Statler and Waldorf, which transends all mediums.

Thanks again for the loot!

1 comment:

Peat said...

Who's this mysterious group of old friends?