Crappy

First of all, I've not been well for approximately a week and a half.

My brain has not been functioning well AT ALL...

Like, I haven't been able to walk on my own power.

It's been so frustrating.

Burke has ordered all the things and I'm now on magnesium, potassium, calcium all within a yummy hydration packet that I have three of a day.

Then I got what appeared to be a terrible, terrible cold.

Awesome.

Not awesome.

THEN, I had to prepare for a colonoscopy.

Listen, Friends.

I LOVE pooping.

It's probably one of my top five favorite things to do.

However, starving is not my thing.

I did not eat solid food for approximately 36 hours and I was not in a good place!

I was on the shitter non-stop.

Basically pooing out of a straw like a fire hose.

The guy on the phone told me not to shave my anus.

Okay!

I was not scheduled at the hospital until 2:30 IN THE AFTERNOON.

I was not happy.

Burke got me there at 2:30.

Into the beautiful gown I went.

Under the heated blankets I went.

IV time... never in my life has this gone well.

EVER.

So, I started to prep my own darn arms with heat and smacking myself.

Off to the room we went.

I had a couple of fun conversations with the doctors and the medicine man.

Nighty night I went.

Wakey wakey I went.

It was SO easy!

The nap was legit.

Burke rushed us home.

I was a talkative chatty catty!

He got me inside and on the couch, grabbed Ryker and took him to his scrimmage.

Cooper got home from school and made me dinner.

Cheese quesadilla with guacamole and ice cream!!!!!

He just put the spoon in the ice cream like the bestest boy ever!

Then he laid with me and watched football!!

And this cutie patootie got his helmet!!

His mama says he isn't the happiest.