Amy,
I can SO relate to how John felt. I was discharged on a Saturday, and EVERYTHING takes longer on the weekends. By the time we got to the car I was calling everyone on my cell phone list and shouting "I'm going home" which was very garbled around the large dressing in my my mouth holding my graft in place. My husband was driving and kept slapping at me trying to get the phone out of my hands. He was freaked that I would talk too much and lose the STITCHED IN dressing I was garbling around.

Time to get on with the healing in his own bed!

Sincerely,
Lisa