Happy Thursday evening! No shave tonight as I'm letting the cut have another day off before switching to a different razor. It's small but I don't want to aggravate it further. Results of the MRI are in. I'm not dead or dying, nor is there an alien about to burst through my chest. The pseudocyst that has been my companion these past 11 years is still there, though quite a bit smaller than 6 years ago. That's probably good news, even if the pain and other side effects still come up now and then. My liver is in good shape. Perhaps a bit fatty in a spot or two but, hey, I'm a bit fatty in a spot or two so there's that. Basically nothing to be worried about. Next up is an upper endoscopy in late October to check that out. Looks like I'll be walking around for awhile longer. Igor and Boris shed tears when the report came in. Poor guys were worried their paycheck was at risk. Or at least their vodka. Have a great Friday and start to your weekend!
Praise the Lord for the great report, Neal. I'm happy for you! I hope the upper scope comes back fine as well. I'm sure they'll find your innards coated with BBQ sauce, but that's a good thing! It's good to have everything checked out.
It's not the BBQ sauce coating that concerns them. It's that my ribs have evolved into baby backs. STL style, of course.
I'm universal in my use of the Glorious Stanks. Anything I use is done so year round And..... if smelling like filthy bar rooms, dirty hippie girl apartments, smoke filled dives, dirt naps, or bad spice cake bothers me..... It does so year round.