Thanks for all the questions. I’m leaving now.Â
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. Â
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.
Hugs.
Hope all goes well.
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…
Good luck with all that. I hope it is as routine and pleasant as possible…
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.