My Level of Awareness
"Problems cannot be solved at the same level of awareness that created them." – Albert Einstein
Insides out

Thanks for all the questions.  I’m leaving now. 

But only until Wednesday.  Then I will turn on the bright light in the dark room, bring out the rubber hose and flog all the honest answers out.  

For the next two days I will be undergoing something far more unpleasant.  Because of a family medical history (stupid brothers – just more fuel on the fire of inter-sibling resentment), my doctor feels the need to have an intimate acquaintance with long sections of my digestive tract.  Which means a lot of liquid fasting today and nice twilight-happy drugs tomorrow.  By the looks of some of your questions, answering then under the influence of said twilight-happy drugs, while amusing to you, my dear readers,  may cause irreparable harm to my self-image.

In the meantime, keep the questions coming.  You just never know how long the afterglow will last, and I might actually say something interesting.

February 5th, 2007 at 10:18 am
4 Responses to “Insides out”
  1. 1
    Bambi Says:

    Hugs.
    Hope all goes well.

    February 5, 2007 @ 4:08 pm
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    Kat Says:

    Geez — why do doctors feel this incredible urge to knock people out and put a scope through them? Is it fun?

    Worse, explaining to your boss why you’ll be out… for the human equivalent of a Roto Rooter experience…

    February 6, 2007 @ 2:09 am
  3. 3
    Sarah Says:

    Good luck with all that. I hope it is as routine and pleasant as possible…

    February 6, 2007 @ 11:05 am
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    Antique Mommy Says:

    Good luck with the scope sister. I have to do it every year and have for the past 15, so I know of the unspeakable of which you speak. And they say gastroenterology is not fun.

    February 6, 2007 @ 7:42 pm