The Christian church ladies came by my hospital room to offer their prayers.

I only understood two words, mei guo ren (American) and amen.

Food choices have slipped from unidentifiable tofu product to whole fish.

Clearly it's time to get out of here. After four long days they're discharging me with orders to take it easy for awhile. The worst of the concussion symptoms should start to subside in a couple of weeks, my stitches come out in a week, my cast my be off in 4-5 weeks and I can be back on my bike at the beginning of May. It's all good.