Gonna have my ball removed. No, not that ball. Went to the ENT specialist today and was prescribed to have my uvula (otherwise known as the hangy ball thingy behind the tounge) removed to help ease my mild apnea and snoring. In some medical definitions, though, easing my mild apnea and snoring = easing Sharon's sleep at night in the future.
Regardless, the day operation will occur at Etobicoke Trillium, once known as Queensway General Hospital. I was born there. Just hope I don't become unborn there.
It would seem I have a fascination with these kinds of pictures lately. I hope I'm not gay.
On the bright side, I think I'm finally over that sinus infection. To celebrate, I ate Jerk Pork. To uncelebrate that celebration, I think I will go for a jog.
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