Welp, my diverticulosis is rearing its ugly head. I'm gonna munch down some NSAIDs and lie down for the awhile.
One of these days I will get the surgery required, but I'm a stubborn SOB. When it stops hurting, the enthusiasm for going under the knife fades pretty fast. Honestly, I might just do it this time.. at least while I still have insurance. I'll have to push it off until these two grows are done, unless it becomes an urgent situation. That's only happened once before, about 7 years ago and I was in hospital for a week. On the plus side, there is absolutely no mistaking when it's urgent. The inability to move is a dead giveaway....
Getting old sucks.