Woke up about 6:30am after a very restless night of sleep.

I had to drink the other half of this jug of stuff. It wasn’t horrible, but 2 liters is a lot.

Kathy took me over for the procedure and I was out of there in about an hour!

They put an IV in my hand and one shot later, boom. I was out.

Propofol is a powerful drug. The doctor told me, “It’s the closest thing we have to turning the brain off and on.” I told him, “Just make sure you turn me back on!”

You may recall that Propofol is what killed Michael Jackson. I think I kind of freaked out Kathy. She asked me, “Are you nervous?” I told her, “Whenever I’m being put out I always wonder if I’ll wake up. I’ve had a good life. I’ve brought something positive to the world.”

Never can tell when your last day will come.

They did find one small polyp (The doctor said it was the size of a ladybug. Where did that comparison come from?) It was sent off for biopsy.

Hopefully everything will be fine and I’ll be ok for another 10 years.

I had a great hamburger at Red Robin. It was better to eat it than just watch Jesse eat his like yesterday!

Also treated myself to ice cream. Excellent!

Rested the rest of the afternoon.

Had a good talk with my Mom tonight. She’s having her colonoscopy next Wednesday. I was glad to be able to tell her it was no big deal.

Watched Burn Notice that I recorded with Kathy this evening. Smooth is smooth, baby!

Now admin work before crashing out.