Gutted, I will be, Part 6

It’s Saturday morning, almost 9am. I’m riding the bus to the hospital for this procedure.

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The prep wasn’t as bad as I thought. I didn’t have any accidents in the night, in fact I didn’t wake up until I needed to pee at 5.30am.

Then, though, my mind was in instant overdrive, and I’ve been awake since.

Right now, I want coffee and breakfast!

Hopefully, everything will be OK, and I’ll be eating at least something in about five hours.

Bottoms up! Oo-er.

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