Waiting for things to happen

We look in from the left, a get well kiss and in the distance the hiding of fears.
Looking in from the right, she acts normal and I whisper secrets to a quiet friend. The hospital is keeping me a prisoner. They did the first surgery and the tests came back not fully to the doctor’s hopes and so they went in again a second time to do it right!

I can't come home because they want me resting and healing and not working / partying / having fun, you know what sort of introverts and spoil-sports Doctors are!
According to my Doctor, if they are happy with my progress and I pass the examination next week I may be allowed home next Thursday. I am wondering if it could be sooner for good behavior and a bribe to the prison commander.

I have had many many visitors and many many books and magazines and soft toys to keep me occupied. My family and friends constantly bring me news and Hitomi has even copied mails and offline messages from net friends into word so I can read them on her lap-top. I would like to thank you all for those wonderful sentiments. By reverse process I can write a quick blog on word processing for her to upload to my blog when she goes home to let you all know that I am fine and recovering well but slowly and wanting desperately to get back home and to work and a normal life as quickly as I can.

I received a wonderful and beautiful card from my sister April, thank you so much for that beam of sunshine dear sis, that brightened my room and my heart.

This is Momo, the prisoner in the iron lung, the captive of Monte Cristo and Tokyo university hospital signing off for now.
As soon as I capture another dove on the roof I will attach more messages to its leg. Since we are some kilometers from the sea, I have learned that putting messages in bottles and throwing them out of the window doesn't work, in fact it only annoys the grounds cleaners.

Bye all