2023-11-15

Well, Survived The Silver Stallion. Now What?

I wasn't as nervous about the procedure this time. They got me all positioned and an absolutely stunning apparently 25 year old young lady introduces herself with "Hello, Mr. King. I'm Doctor <so-and-so> and I'll be doing your procedure today." No. Not right. Not right at all.

I remember them telling me that they were sending me to my happy place NOW and I had just enough time to mutter "Not the way I wanted to get half naked in a room full of girls but when you're 71 you take what  you ge...." when, the very next second, they're telling me "Wake up, Mr. King." and turning over on my back I let out the most loose butt-cheek 'wobbly' (the only way to describe it) fart that lasted a good 3 seconds.

In school, I'd have been proud of that one. In the recovery room: pretty much the same.

They told me I probably wouldn't poop for a couple of days (no shit!) but I kind of expected I wouldn't since I'd just spent 24 hours shitting out everything I'd ever had in my guts since High School. I think I even passed a leggo once.

And I guess I made an old fool of myself asking about Dr. Wow. Turns out she's in her 40's and has a couple of kids, etc, etc, etc.

I don't know what they use to knock you out for this, but that's some good shit. No preamble. No drowsiness. No I think I'll go to sleep now. You are OUT.

Anyway, things are back to "normal." Re-installed the water heater in the FILA yesterday and am dealing with a sink leak today. Gonna give that walk-in shower a try out tomorrow I think. Then I'll turn off the water heater until someone actually stays in the place. Just no sense in paying to heat water no one is going to be using.



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