Day 39, 6:29

I had my first adventure out to a doctor's appointment since my surgery. I could have been a superhero today, but I decided not to. There was a lovely old gentleman in front of us in the office. His daughter, I'm assuming, signed him in. First let me say, I don't know where this man got his outfit and I'll try to explain it. It was brown and blue plaid (big plaids, not small) and almost looked like a prison suit - just the wrong colors. He also had on a hat with plaids, but different plaids. Going in, I wanted to laugh (sorry, I'm a superhero, but human also). Well, after his daughter turns around, she can't find him. She's going, "Where did he go? Did he go back?" She really is about to panic. I see the gentlemen sitting down, but I can't tell her because I know that I will laugh and it will really hurt if I laugh (I'm still in a lot of pain). So, I didn't tell her. She finally sees him and says, "Oh, there you are. You blended in with the couch."