"As The Bus Stops At The Building, The Place That I Called Home"

So, after a month of hospital/physical therapy rehab beds, I've finally made it back home with almost all my toes (and maybe almost all of my sanity - those three weeks in the rehab center were cray-cray).  No news about Alex to speak of in all that time (it is summer, after all), but at least getting back home to my computer gives me a chance to change the home page photo to a more fitting one given what I've been through.

Of course, given that from that episode ("Arrested") we learned that Alex is squeamish about blood, I doubt she would ever even have a chance to be my doctor, but maybe she's gotten over it (at least she didn't faint when she cut herself this past Halloween).