July 8th. I called and set the date. For my colectomy, that is. Of course, I'm not looking forward to it, but it has to be. Jed keeps telling me that my colon doesn't want to be there. (Otherwise, it'd behave, don't you think?) I guess it's time to part with it. I do look forward to no meds - especially the prednisone (and accompanying fat face!) I hope the J-pouch will be my friend.
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