Homecoming...

Was feeling a bit nostalgic this morning as I left the hospital for home. After all, this was the place where I opened my eyes to the world. But I guess one has to move on in life, and so I did without much of a complain or a bother.

The hospital stay was quite comfortable. Anyways I did not have to move an inch as I was being carried by someone or the other all the time. The nurses and maids were very caring and nice, but they were nothing much to write about. What I am surely going to miss are the House Doctors who were real PYTs. I wonder what kind of an entrance test they have to go through to be chosen as doctors :)

I came home around 10:30 in the morning or so. Dadi, Mummy and Papa were with me. Slept through most of the way, so do not have anything to relate about the journey.

At home I was welcomed by Chhota Dada who had put balloons all over my cot - chhota balloon, bada balloon and so on. It gave me a good feeling... thanks Chhhota Dada.

The cot itself was simple and pretty and was decorated real nice. People sure did a swell job at it. It has all these bunnies and other cartoons all around. I am told that Mummy got these bunnies for me. Think I am going to be friends with them.

Best part about the cot is its size.. It was so big as if it was not a cot but a playground. For the first time in six days I can stretch my legs and hands and not worry about hitting the side of the cot. See, I even got Papa to take a snap so I could show it to you guys...

I guess it is now time to enjoy this new cot. So while I catch forty winks, you guys have a good day and come back soon to hear from me again.