I guess I'm a blogger. I had to come up with a name. I chose this one for two reasons, the first being it's obvious intent to motivate. The other reminded me of my potential near future of running for the toilet. Consider yourselves warned. I plan to be informative and motivating but there is nothing off limits. Nothing.
And so it began.
I was in Radiology on Tuesday and they were trying to pull the fluid off of my abdomen to determine what type of cancer they thought I had. Unsuccessfully. This is both a good thing (not much fluid) and a bad thing (repetitive jabs with various sized needles). After trying to get into my tummy, with the aid of an ultrasound machine, the radiologist decided to use the CAT scan for a different look. In like Flynn and out came 180 cc's of what looked like turkey drippings. I was done and it was off to the lab. What did I learn through this procedure...liposuction must be hell.
