Stacey wanted me to post for her today. She's miserable and isn't in the mood for it. She had to stop her medications over the weekend, so she's a walking mass of aches and pains. She wasn't allowed to eat today, and she had to take some pretty potent laxative because the docs like clean pipes for their expensive instruments.So, I'll be doing the single-dad thing tomorrow - getting the kids up, dressed, fed, and off to school while still getting myself off to work. I'm spoiled, I don't have to do that stuff on normal days. Still better than getting a 'scope crammed up my butt, ya know?
(Man, I'm going to be in soooo much trouble for giving out too. much. info.)
Other things better than getting a 'scope crammed up my butt:
1. Pretty much everything non-lethal and non-forcible-assault.
Yes, I'm a walking case of colon cancer just waiting to happen.
Anyway, it's a routine thing, but good thoughts are always appreciated. Stacey loves comments, so I'd like to see everyone reading this leave her some special thoughts. Feel free to relate them to butts and things that aren't supposed to be in them. Here, I'll go first:
"Honey, hope everything comes out ok tomorrow."
2 comments:
I'm with your wife on this one. I'll be going for this wonderful test of modern medicine on Monday. I can't wait. Don't know what I like better, the prep or the procedure....
Feel better Stacey!
Thanks, Connie - it's hard, but then, like having a child, you forget how bad it was after you recover by eating that wonderful meal you waited so long for! Good luck to you too!
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