Today, I’m thankful for my guts. Honestly, I’ve been annoyed at them all day. But I’m trying to see the good in them anyway.
I woke up at 1am in pain, and with other issues (I’ll save you the TMI). I don’t know what I ate, but my diverticulitis is flaring up. I started a round of meds, and the pain has stabilized. I didn’t have a fever, which means I didn’t have to go to the hospital.
The hospital means surgery.
Even though I’m annoyed with my guts, I’m still thankful that I’m alive and that my digestive system functions.