I've been kind of fading away lately I have to admit. I blame Triple A Axis&Allies computer game, and illram for being so damn good at it. Also the lesswrong website. Anyway, I expect to keep poking my nose in every few weeks at least; more if there's a lull in my other addictions.
I know You had infamy avatar switch but it would be civil if You just choose Your own You know I can't make heads or tails in this mess (well that is the point I guess )
Well, I didn't get any messages asking me where I was, so I can only assume that no one noticed I was gone. I spent two and a weeks enjoying the hospitality of the NHS, waiting for (and then receiving and recovering from) lung surgery for a second pneumathorax.
Well, I didn't get any messages asking me where I was, so I can only assume that no one noticed I was gone. I spent two and a weeks enjoying the hospitality of the NHS, waiting for (and then receiving and recovering from) lung surgery for a second pneumathorax.
Well, I didn't get any messages asking me where I was, so I can only assume that no one noticed I was gone. I spent two and a weeks enjoying the hospitality of the NHS, waiting for (and then receiving and recovering from) lung surgery for a second pneumathorax.
Don't stress at no one noticing at the time, thats life. I'm sure there's heaps of us wishing you well now that we know what happened. I'd hate to think you'd let it worry you.
Well, I didn't get any messages asking me where I was, so I can only assume that no one noticed I was gone. I spent two and a weeks enjoying the hospitality of the NHS, waiting for (and then receiving and recovering from) lung surgery for a second pneumathorax.
It was surprisingly dull. I enjoyed the regular care, but the sleeping was dreadful and I didn't see as many people as I'd wished. I think I even gained a pound (my weight kept hopping around the 51 kg mark). I did manage to get through 2000 pages of books whilst I was gone though!
Well, I didn't get any messages asking me where I was, so I can only assume that no one noticed I was gone. I spent two and a weeks enjoying the hospitality of the NHS, waiting for (and then receiving and recovering from) lung surgery for a second pneumathorax.
It was surprisingly dull. I enjoyed the regular care, but the sleeping was dreadful and I didn't see as many people as I'd wished. I think I even gained a pound (my weight kept hopping around the 51 kg mark). I did manage to get through 2000 pages of books whilst I was gone though!
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