Not a beat missed

Well, I'm back from the hospital with a brand-new pacemaker/defibrillator in my chest. There were no problems, but I am still more than a little stiff and sore from the operation. During the procedure, I was not as fast asleep as I would have liked, and could hear and feel a bit—including the surgeon muttering that the pocket was too small, then some unpleasant tearing and wrenching sensations, with an unappealing smell of burning. I now know how a pocket steak feels when it's stuffed with oysters.

Thanks for all the good wishes that came in from Joblo's e-mail.