holding the bag

My ostomy has literally tore me up for the past two days. Lots of pain.  I have an appointment with my PCP on Thursday morning to see if it's life threatening.  All I know is that it hurts like a mofo and leaked all over me today while I was visiting a friend.  Hey, it's happened before.  I know when it's time to run!

My friend Carol and I are going to Jackson tomorrow for a doctor appointment for her and to pick up a Barbie set for Reaves.  It has literally a hundred little pieces.  I've been watching the new Handmaid's Tale and it's getting darker by the moment.  That's the only reason I have Hulu but uh.  I need a little more happy stuff from Gilead and Canada.  

I'm tired y'all, do I hear an amen?