Is is amazing what a little space can do.. With a space, a terrifying word moves from ultrasound to Ultra Sound. I am not just sound, I am ULTRAAAAA SOUND. (Again, I am so street most days it hurts.)
I spent the past couple of days being poked and gelled. It started over a really nice Chinese Buffet, which made my middle hurt so bad I couldn't breathe. After I could catch my breath (Realize I have a high pain threshold... I have had a child, I have had kidney stones, I have several tattoos and I am married..) , and finally convince myself to go to the Doctor several days later, I ended up on a little side trip to visit my gall bladder.
All parts are fine, just another kidney infection. (Bet you didn't know these are attached).
I think my digestive system is finally boycotting.. In the past year, I have put on 30 lbs of pure grease and drink enough Diet Coke that they plan their production around me and where I am. So, effective tomorrow, I am getting healthy. I am going to the gym, I am going to eat better and maybe even quit smoking...
Take it from me, when you don't take care of your body, it finds ways to make you listen.. Come be healthy with me so we can all be Ultra Sound....
2 comments:
Am I going to start seeing you at ClubWorx? Of course, that would require that I actually go to ClubWorx. Maybe you can inspire me.
Yikes. You really have been busy. It's time to jump on the regime with me. You do feel better when you eat healthy food, but at first, it really sucks. (just warning ya)
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