Well, Don me bucko hartie, John is a headin' home after 10 days in this hospital. Got my paper's signed, need to relax through the night, and not stir up too much fecal matter. The hole in my guts is working fine, I'm choking down table spoon after table spoon of protein enriched pablum, (pablum a Canuck invention eh?), and the machine just grinds it into the gut. Great invention. I can't say anything positive about daily treatments to get your face neck and throat radiated by some monster machine while you are strapped down. 12 of those left. I can't wait for August, no more treatment, burns healing, and cross yer stubby fingers, outta the woods.

John Conley
Musica est vita