Its been a tough three weeks but Sian is home safe, sound and well now.

I honestly didnt know how long her recovery would take and i'm glad it was three weeks not three months!

Thanks to all of you for being really kind via posts and pms.

You're all great!

Glad to hear it, Gadge!

Thats good news mate.

Great news! Huzaah!

Good news. Happy for you!

Good news! Best wishes!

Top news mate! Best wishes to you both.

More importantly, have you beat her in a game yet?

No need to go easy on her just because she's feeling poorly. .

Great news!

Happy to hear! My prayers to Yoda were not in vain.

I've not beat her at xwing yet but we had a game of scrabble in hospital.

Because shes maths lecturer at a university and im a writer/editor i normally totally own her at scrabble as i see word connections quicker (and i know the entire two word list).

Anyway , three or four turns in and she's 70 points ahead and i'm just getting garbage letter selection, all consonants and like four K's a J and a Z etc

She said 'don't throw the game because im ill and feeling a bit out of it', i said 'im not i just have letters that suck'.

At this point i realised that the hospital staff had just put *every* scrabble tile they had in the bag so the proportions were well off and by sheer bad luck I kept drawing the hard to use high point value letters... repeatedly.

I still managed to win in the end though.

It did get pretty ludicrous when at one point 'quiet' was made with four blanks and a T off the word 'taxes'. Didnt score much but was pretty funny.

I've not beat her at xwing yet but we had a game of scrabble in hospital.

Because shes maths lecturer at a university and im a writer/editor i normally totally own her at scrabble as i see word connections quicker (and i know the entire two word list).

Anyway , three or four turns in and she's 70 points ahead and i'm just getting garbage letter selection, all consonants and like four K's a J and a Z etc

She said 'don't throw the game because im ill and feeling a bit out of it', i said 'im not i just have letters that suck'.

At this point i realised that the hospital staff had just put *every* scrabble tile they had in the bag so the proportions were well off and by sheer bad luck I kept drawing the hard to use high point value letters... repeatedly.

I still managed to win in the end though.

It did get pretty ludicrous when at one point 'quiet' was made with four blanks and a T off the word 'taxes'. Didnt score much but was pretty funny.

That would indeed make an interesting game of Scrabble...My family loves the game. Gets super competitive when we all play Super Scrabble.

Should've counted out how many of each letter was in your bag, just to see how screwed up it was. Would be worth a laugh, and as we all know, laughter is the best medicine (next to medicine).

I was once dating a girl who had to go to the hospital for some odd stomach pains. We'd been dating for maybe 2 months at that point. So while they're admitting her, taking her medical history, they ask "is there any reason you don't feel safe at home?" My first thought was to say "yeah, I beat her every night"- and then I realized that this is the _exact_ thing they're looking for, and my dumb jokes are counter productive. I kept my mouth shut.

After the admittance process, she turns to me and says "I was so tempted to make a bad joke about you beating me!" That was the exact moment I knew I was in love: she was in intense pain and still wanted to make terrible, dark jokes about domestic violence.

A year and a half later, we were married.

(NB: domestic violence isn't funny, but humor can be used yo underscore horror.)

Good to hear Gadge!

I was once dating a girl who had to go to the hospital for some odd stomach pains. We'd been dating for maybe 2 months at that point. So while they're admitting her, taking her medical history, they ask "is there any reason you don't feel safe at home?" My first thought was to say "yeah, I beat her every night"- and then I realized that this is the _exact_ thing they're looking for, and my dumb jokes are counter productive. I kept my mouth shut.

After the admittance process, she turns to me and says "I was so tempted to make a bad joke about you beating me!" That was the exact moment I knew I was in love: she was in intense pain and still wanted to make terrible, dark jokes about domestic violence.

A year and a half later, we were married.

(NB: domestic violence isn't funny, but humor can be used yo underscore horror.)

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