Eating is a lot like having sex and breathing. You don't know how important it is until you can't. Well, I don't know for sure about the sex part, but I have been in situations where I can't breathe, and it is unpleasant. Actually, not eating is just a minor inconvenience. I know that I will be able to eat tomorrow afternoon, there is an end in sight. There is another plus... I might lose a couple of pounds.
Actually, I could probably afford to fast a couple days a week, just on general principles. If I had any general principles. Most of my principles are pretty specific, y'know.
I do know that people do that, though. Fast, I mean. Most of them do for some obscure philosophical or religious reasons, though. My reasoning would be because it would be good for me, again in some obscure way. Like teaching me that my body will retain viability no matter how I treat it. O'wait! I'm already doing that by smoking, I guess.
Well, this entry has degenerated into almost incoherent rambling. I will come back later and try again, then. In the meantime, I will have some chicken bouillon! Mmmmm-mmmmM! I am also allowed to have clear jello. And pop. And coffee, and tea.
I am extremely hungry. This is a condition that will persist. I will survive it. There are hungry people all over the world that don't know when their next meal will be or where it's coming from. That doesn't help any. Those that say misery loves company don't know what they're talking about. We all have to live in our own worlds. Right now my world is hungry and I don't care about anyone elses' world.
I bought some tea Friday night, and Karen found an old ceramic tea pot in one of her folks' boxes in the garage. So now I can steep my tea and actually drink it the way tea is supposed to be drunk. It's kinda neat, I've never done anything but pour hot water over a teabag in a cup. This way seems somehow... civilized... and slightly uncomfortable. Maybe pretentious. Yeah, that's it. Like a cigarette smoker smoking a pipe. Nah, that's not it, either, exactly. A cigarette smoker smoking a cigar is closer.
Anyways... I need to drink the laxative at 19:00 and stay close to bathroom facilities for about three hours. Then I drink the other half at 06:00, and get the colonoscopy done at 10:45. I should be done by 12:00, at which time I will treat myself and Karen to an omelette. I am mentally prepared to have him pull off a couple of more polyps. I certainly hope that there's nothing more major than that... because I'm not mentally prepared for anything else.
Karen will stay home from work tomorrow and take care of me... isn't she sweet?
Tonight will be consumed by TV watching and web wandering. As I said recently, I'm weaning myself off of Open Pages; now I'm checking out all of the atheist sites. There are a whole bunch of them, almost 500 on the list that you can get to from the Atheist label on my front page. Some of them are way cool, others just so-so. And many of them have atheist links too.
That's enough for one day....