I had been feeling kind of nauseous off and on for a few days before but by Monday it was mostly on. We all trekked over to the Chinese Super Buffet (score originality points for that name) for dinner to celebrate my son's 25th birthday. (Happy Birthday Josh) Surely with lots of buffet choices, I thought I could find something that sounded good to eat. No luck. Tuesday morning I had to admit that all symptoms pointed to a partial bowel block. I guess with the heat, more mucus going through the system, and the final straw of the antibiotic, my system shut down. It was time for drastic measures--I put in a call to Gentle Waters.
So while my family was seeing the Clydesdales and eating pretzels and drinking rootbeer on the Anheuser-Busch Tour, yours truly was lying on a cold table experiencing a high colonic! What fun. It was a moving experience to say the least but it did the job. The whole process wiped me out that day and the next so that was kind of a bummer. (Are you catching all these puns...I'm cracking myself up while typing...see, another one!)
|Getting ready to go on a pirate adventure.|
|Dad with his new bff.|
|Two scurvy mates: One-eyed Rheid and Noah the Hook.|
|Doesn't it look yummy??!!|