He gave me a prescription for Tylenol, interestingly enough, because I complained of pain in my lower pelvic area--probably just a bruise on the buttocks. He also wrote a note saying I should be excused from work until the 26th, which is an offer I will refuse. If I can walk three miles to the hospital without any problems, spending all day sitting in a chair coding is probably not going to faze me.
At least I got to read most of The Blue World in the waiting room. Good book.
I like how when you leave the hospital, they never say "Goodbye" or "Good day." Instead they say, "Feel better!"