This morning I swallowed Martin Short.
Kinda.
Remember the movie "Innerspace"?
Well, I swallowed a pill the size of Lichenstien today. It had flashing blue lights.
Allegedly, this pill will transmit photos of my guts over the next 8 hours.
I made the mistake of asking the nurse if she wanted the capusle 'back'.
She was horrified.
I told her I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do with it - it looked expensive! And like a piece of modern art. And I really wasn't convinced that Martin Short WASN'T in there.
She told me I was more than welcome to keep it as a souvenir if I wanted.
I assured her that yes, I am a crazy scrapbooker who saves some pretty weird items, but NO, I was not going to dig through my own poop to rescue Martin Short.
Now if it were Christian Bale, that would be another story entirely.
Alas.....stay tuned for digital capsule study results coming to a blog near you!
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Only you can make a medical procedure sound humorous!
ReplyDeleteSo the key to getting through something that ... invasive is to imagine the man-candy of your choice? Good to know. Someday I may have a really good reason than to fantasize about shirtless Hugh Jackman!
ReplyDeleteI heart you
ReplyDeleteI love your humor. Praying for you and your possible surgery.
ReplyDeleteA member of my family has Crohn's. It os a horrible disease.