It’s crazy how things can turn around so quickly.
Weather was great this whole week. I went to a charity dinner on Monday and danced the night away with my wife. I had a great week at work. On Wednesday I got out for a ride…
Thursday afternoon I noticed my abs were a little sore. By the time I got home from work, it felt like a horse had kicked me in the gut. Friday morning I’m in the ER, where I get diagnosed with diverticulitis! 😧 WTF?!?
And here I am in the hospital getting pumped with antibiotics. Haven’t eaten in 36 hours and I may need to stay a 2nd night. 😩
I missed the halloween party my wife and I had been planning for weeks. I’m going to miss my sons homecoming dance tonight. But the worst part is that everyone keeps saying I won’t be able to eat popcorn ever again. How did it all go so wrong???
PS: getting old(er) sucks bigly.
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