The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Rumours of my clot have been greatly exaggerated. Well, I had a clot, but the clot-busting drugs worked. They made an incision anyway, and put a camera up into my armpit to make sure it wasn't one of the smaller veins with really difficult names. All they found was a clip. A little metal clip. Uh huh. So, I am home, I am sleepy, and apparently I was really cute on the operating table, because the lady went from saying "Ms. [Selkie's last name]" to "sweetie." Apparently, I am just naturally adorable. So. Sleepy and confused and in a little bit of pain, but okay. Apparently, I slept a lot. Note my overuse of the word 'apparently'. And now, miraielle is making dinner, which is very nice. I sleep more now.