It's over.
And I feel like a whiny wimp.
The procedure itself was NOT bad at all.
But dinner the night before?
Bad. Very very VERY bad.
I think I now know every little scratch on my bathroom wall.
Every ding in my bathtub.
And I TRULY appreciate the value of
quilted toilet paper.
Jameson was just thrilled about the whole thing.
Can't you tell?
They found a few things,
but won't have all the results till next week.
The end.
No pun intended.
2 comments:
I'm so glad you survived the AWFUL prep! It's much much worse than the actual procedure. I was throwing up at the same time I was...you know...every time. Such fun. I was worried about you, so I'm glad you've gotten through it :)
ROFL Nice!! Hope the results are good news!
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