I woke up late last night to go to the bathroom. Nothing new since I really don't have a bladder anymore. But this is what I come back to when I lay back down in bed.
Michael: (holds me super tight and speaking very lethargic and worried) Where did you go?
Me: I just had to go to the bathroom. But don't worry. I am back now.
Michael: Oh. So Good. I really like it when you come back.