There’s nothing better than the word ‘discharge’ when you have been hospitalised. Finally able to return to the comfort of your own home, too watch tv as loud as you want, or sleep peacefully without nurse’s interrupting your sudden nap, and well you would miss the hospital food (cause your wife doesn’t know how to cook).

I still cooked, although it wasn’t as perfect as it taste when you get takeout. But that could just be because I missed a step (honestly, I usually do) or two.