All joking aside—I’ve told way too many poop stories and probably hit my record of excessive posting the day before my colonoscopy —I had another episode from 7:00 last night to 7:00 this morning.
I was beside myself with pain and midway through the night, I cried to Ken, “I want to go to heaven.”
I’m not trying to be melodramatic. I’m not looking for sympathy.
I’m simply saying, I think I’ve hit rock bottom.
Again, please don’t take it personally when I don’t answer your texts or messages or posts. They are greatly appreciated.
In good news, I have two songs finished and waiting to be recorded in Nashville.
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