Greetings, my fellow port-swillers!

For those of you interested (well, even for those of you not interested, since you’re reading this far anyway), I will report that at my visit to the gastro-intestinal doctress yesterday (how is it that ol’ Robbo always winds up finding attractive lady medicos, do you suppose?), it was definitively stated that, yes, an endoscopy is warranted to find out what exactly is going on in the ol’  tummy.  So that’s all set up for mid-January.  In the meantime, it’s more or less stay on the meds and deal with it.

The good news is that the doctress did not feel there was any particular need to, as it were, have a look up the other end, and that I could wait another few years before enjoying that particular experience.   And if the receptionist’s reaction was anything to go by as I was scheduling upcoming events, apparently not volunteering for a colonscopy if not needed is quite the joke among G/I office staff.