Last night I sat around my campfire by myself. Carrie sat with me for half hour or so, but then is was me and the flames till 2 am and no beer because of the antiboitic I am on for diverticulits. I was having a hard time going to bed in getting ready for my doctor's appointment this morning. Anyway, it was theraputic but did nothing for my worries. I have a colonoscopy schedueled for July 23rd and his suggestion is to have elective surgery to remove part of my colon because people my age, 34, don't usually have the perferations and level of diverticulitis that I do. It is more common in people in their 50's and 60's. He informed me that there is no known reason for diverticulitis and has been shown to be hereditary. He gave me a perscription for 10 more days of antibiotics, but not the VICODIN. No beer till early July and VICODIN will run out way before then! Bastard! Of course this has been a great day of joy, but I think I need to find a second opinion. Anyone got any ideas?
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