So I won't be at a bar cheering on the Blackhawks tomorrow night because I will be scuttling back and forth between my couch and my bathroom. Although, beer is a clear liquid, right? Haha, no, I'm not that dumb. But I did just eat twice, knowing full well that there will be no solid foods in me for the next 36 hours. Woooo hoo.
Anyway, I just wanted to quickly update because I'm a little nervous and a lot frustrated about this whole thing. I hope it all ends soon. And my apologies for not being a bit more positive. There really are only so many good things you can say about some random person sticking a flexible, lit microscope up your bum and down your throat looking for what, we're not even sure. Exactly how I want to spend my Thursday! In all seriousness though, besides this little snafu, life has been pretty awesome lately. Things can only keep getting better; this I know for sure. So hopefully you're enjoying your weeks as well! Happy Tuesday, sad toad. Someone loves you in Chicago. Peace... and Go Hawks!