If we were having coffee, I’d catch you up on how I’m feeling. Some days I’m really good, other days I do fine until the first stomachache hits. Diverticulitis sucks, and I’m not kidding. It sucks the life right out of you and makes you dependent upon having a restroom nearby, not to mention an …

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I wish I was brave enough to give you my numbers. Maybe when I’m farther along and want to brag about how far I’ve come, I’ll do that. I’ve spent the past week learning how to behave myself again. I know the routine; I just have to buy into it again. Unrelated image, but banana …

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