BUT I WON'T.
I'm simulating maturity and responsibility this month, and having all the Big Girl tests done. So far, so good. Bone scan, mammogram, pap test, and today, a colonscopy. The test itself was nothing, but drinking 3 liters of weird stuff that tasted like club soda gone bad was pretty awful.
Can club soda go bad? I probably shouldn't have added the alleged "flavor packet" to the big jug, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. I chose citrus berry, but it tasted like feet.
Anyway, I have a lovely sheet with high quality color photos of the inside of my colon and my 2010 Hanukkah card, which is quite a relief. If you'd like to be on the mailing list, just send an e-mail to: whatthehellisthat@sbcglobal.net
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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Wow Myra, such bravery at letting the whitecoats get all up in your various bidnesses. Supposedly the unexamined life is not worth living, but I struggle with a corollary to cavity searches.
Also, I'm afraid to ask how you know what feet taste like.
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