Long sordid story of my dying last Tues and my resurection

You just reminded me of one of my favorite exchanges from the last episode of Buffy. Riley is back in town and has met up with Buffy.

Buffy: Things have been pretty interesting around here.
Rile: Boy, for me, too. I bet I’ve got better stories to tell than you…
Buffy: Didja die?
Riley: uh… no…
Buffy: I’ll win.

Glad you’re back with us! May I be the first Pope in the new religion that is sure to be based on your teachings?

Wow. Glad things worked out OK. I’ve got a semi-regular atrial fib myself that’s medicated, but I still have episodes from time to time. Once I fainted from it, but the jar from the fall woke me right up. 12 hours? Oh man.

–Cliffy

They don’t do that lullaby thing in Spain! That sounds sooooo cute… mind you, in some hospitals it would mean something like 24/7 lullaby…

Glad to have you still around :slight_smile:

Jeez, you really don’t want to know! :slight_smile:

Thanks, Cliffy. Are you taking anti-coagulants? As I understand it, the only real danger is the possible formation of blood clots if it keeps going too long.

I learned one new fact about it this time. Evidently, many people can have a bout of it without even knowing it, and others never realized it is going on a’tall. This is more dangerous than our type, as nothing is done about it and hence the Big Clot Danger Lurks.

Good idea to take Plavix or other, according to my doc.

From the mountains to the vail.
Can we call you ZombieGeoff now? Huh, can we?

So.
Does this mean you are born again.

Hit enter too soon.
Do you have two belly buttons?

Can I be your honourary disciple, Geoff?