Thursday at 8:30 am I go in for an outpatient procedure to do something about my irritating tenant “Steve” the kidney stone.
(It’s a reference to the movie Over the Hedge…
Penny: I’d feel better if I just knew what it was called.
Hammy: Let’s call it Steve!
Verne: Steve?
Hammy: It’s a nice name.
)
Currently Steve has moved out of my kidney and has started his way out of me on his own. The problem is, that now that Steve has moved he turned on his side, and it turns out Steve is much bigger than he previously appeared, and Steve is not smooth, but pointy… Steve’s newly presented size has lowered the chance of him leaving on his own from 80% to about 30%…
So, Thursday morning I’ll get knocked out, and depending on where Steve is there are two different procedures they may do. One involves attempting to shatter Steve into bits using sound. The other essentially involves a lasso…
Sigh…
So, that’s where things are…
Thanks to all who have offered to assist. I’m doing ok, my mother will take me over, and bring me back.
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