BST17b: Due to the graphic nature of this program, listener discretions has been advised.

Meanwhile... back in NeuroICU... things were beginning to get really strange.

Now I partially recognized the fact that I was in the middle of a full on fantasy. I figured this out when I saw members of my extended family line up out in the hallway, just past the room, and go in through a back door.

About 200 members of my extended family.

I knew something was afoot when I saw my aunt and uncle wave at me, and my grandmother admonish them for being seen. Then, for some reason I noticed for the first time the large curtain-covered wall about 20 feet from the end of my bed. I could hear feet shuffling and whispering from behind the curtain.

Then, suddenly the lights dimmed. The curtain rose. And the music started. A production number, my family was giving me a production number. One that wasn't all that different from the opening to the Muppet Show, a nice touch considering my love for all things Muppet.

Then there were 2 simple tableau, sort of one act plays with a core theme of "Congradulations, you made it through!"

Then there was yet another song - after which I thanked them profusely.

The next thing I knew I was awake, staring off into blurry space. Nothing new or different surrounding me, no vaudevillian routines. Apparently I had nodded off during the last act, and everyone had left. But now I can recall the room was dark again, dramatically lit. And I finally could see where my catheter led. Down across the floor, up a curtained wall, back down the other side and into a toilet.

Like Chutes and Ladders.

It was at this point I assumed I was in night 2 of my stay in NeuroICU.

Because this story spans 3 days in my head, and 1 day in reality - Im going to continue BST17 through tonight.

There will be one more update to it, and then we will move on.

Still so much left to talk about.