Oh, dude, Mouse, that sounds like hell. I'll come and check you out tomorrow, as soon as I can. I've been going stir crazy like mad without you around anyway.
Jesus, you're a brave guy. Are you doing better, though? You need anything for your last night? I'll come and smuggle you some sweets or something. I made s'mores brownies (the kind with the marshmallows and graham cracker crumbles) last night with you in mind.