My doctor is impressed and amazed by my colon. I have the most diverticulosis in the history of his practice. It is from one end to the other. I am certain I am going to have to wear a bag later in life. And no one knows how this happens.
He told me this yesterday when I went in to get my hand looked at. My hand has 2 separate problems, one is a nerve problem. So he gave me pills for this, which I hate taking pills. The side effects were kinda scary with blurred vision being one-so I am not taking the pills until Big Daddy returns home. Don't want to be dopey and blurry on my own. The other problem I need a hand specialist for as it might be a ganglion cyst and it might not. Both conditions hurt and that is enough for me.
Last Friday, the day of my procedure was Big Daddy's birthday party. I was awake by then and Punkin Head made him his favorite, Pineapple Upside Down cake in the iron skillet. He is the best boy ever. He also got him a new UofM sweatshirt as that was one of his favorite gifts ever.
Good fun is in the offing as The Fiancee wants to "borrow" my jewels and we get to fondle and play with them to pick something out.