Back at The Hospital [1]. The Younger is over definitely over his stomach flu, but the magnets are still stuck.
Normally on Sundays I run a D&D (Dungeons and Dragons) game for the family and The Kids were looking forward to playing this week, but frankly, I don't want to run a session at The Hospital. For one thing, I have a pile of reference material I use during a session and there isn't a good enough surface for me to use. And the smoke breaks (for both Spring [2] and Wlofie smoke) will be longer (since they have to head outside The Hospital instead of just outside Casa New Jersey), leading to less actual gaming time.
Second, I'm still in a programming head space [3] and don't want to loose being in The Zone.
Third, Spring fell asleep as soon as I got there, and Wlofie was home sleeping, and that's half the party. I'd rather not run a session with that many missing party members.
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In an effort to get the magnets moving, The Younger is being forced to eat (not only by us, but through The Hospital staff) even though he complains of stomach pains.
I have this feeling that it's going to be a long hospital stay.