I have not walked on two legs for nearly 40 days. That's not kvetching, mind you, it's just a fact. For a person who has trouble waiting on a microwave, this has been a real test of patience.
It was a short journey. Brilliant lights swung into view. A disembodied hand lowered a mask over my nose and mouth. A voice said “oxygen” to no one in particular. I drew a breath and slipped into the void known only by God.