I don't have one. Maybe I'm unmotivated. Maybe I'm lazy. Maybe I just can't take the time to organize my thoughts and come up with a list. Cause writing stuff down can be hard.
Or maybe it's because I worry that if I wrote stuff down like that what do I do when I get everything on the list done? What if I forgot where I put the list and can't add anything else. Maybe I NEED to write a bucket list.
Let me see:
Win the lottery. That's a good one, kinda selfish, but I'd tithe. And pay the taxes on it.
Develop Dairy Gerts. That's another good one. It's been in my head for a long time.
Grow a strain of hemp that's profile is 70:1 CBD to THC. Good medicinal value.
Get even with my wife. Okay, that's just petty.
It's also the one that's going to be the easiest to accomplish. And I hate that. Tomorrow, I'm going to have a PET scan. They're going to introduce radioactive substances into my body to determine where the bad cells are. The cancerous cells. It's scary. And kind of exciting. Peter Parker got bitten by a radioactive spider, they made a comic book and movies about that.
"But how is that getting even with your wife?" you might ask.
Well that's simple. See for several years now, I've gone and sat at the hospital while they took her off and did stuff to her.
Removed cysts from her wrist. They looked like kernels of popcorn. At least the one that the doctor didn't remove and I later popped out of her skin did.
They did a hysterectomy. That's where they take out the hysterical part. And it worked, she was no fun to be around for a few days.
Repaired her rotator cuff and mended a labral tear. As opposed to a labial tear which is nowhere near the shoulder. Autocorrect must be confused.
Upper and Lower GI. They make you be cleaned out then stick cameras in body openings to take pictures. The pictures were beautiful and all looked about the same to me. But I already knew Yvette was a beautiful person inside. 😋
A HIDA scan. Some test where they inject radioactive tracers (hmm she didn't get super powers, darn) to determine how your liver and gallbladder are working. Hers was functioning at 9%. 35-70% is considered normal. Then the doctor told her that her gallbladder couldn't be the problem, that her pain wasn't in the right place. That the gallbladder pain COULD NOT be crossing over from where the gallbladder is to where she was having pain. Maybe it was because her boobs were too big. Ummm, she's having pain on one side, she has 2 boobs.Then another doctor told her that he didn't think it was gallbladder pain, but he would remove it.
Gallbladder removal along with two gallstones. I hoped we could take them home and make a set of earrings, but they said no.
But tomorrow, tomorrow she has to sit and wait while they do a procedure on me.
And that, I HATE. I don't want her to have to sit there and wait for them to do the PET scan on me. But she's going to have company. She'll have someone to sit with her and wait.
I had Brayden. Not a great conversationalist, but he kept me occupied while I waited when he went with us to the tests.
And then we wait for the results. And find out what they're going to do based on the results. And when we find out, I guess I'll write something else.
But honestly, the waiting on this one test is probably going to be as hard on Yvette as me waiting while they did those tests and surgeries on her.
So I'm getting even with her and I hate it.😞
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