"The results are always perfect..."

"... but that's old news."

I love you, Meat Puppets. And yes, Nirvana, but please people... go check out Meat Puppets II - it's where it all started.

So... no real results until tomorrow, but for now, the preliminary results: (drum roll, please)........ nothing wrong!

Sigh. If another doctor tells me, "whelp, it's not this!," I am going to punch him in the jaw. Especially after having had to "clean out" my system two weeks in a row, with a stomach/abdominal attack (that lasted longer than any one of them yet) in between.

So far, so little information. Hopefully we'll know more tomorrow. But like I said, Doctor Brown (a new one, this one the X-ray Guy) was optimistic he didn't see anything wrong. Which worries me.

Mom is convinced then that it's either my gall bladder (a point she made on my first trip to the emergency room, almost 6 weeks ago now) or a stomach ulcer - my original thought, and the reason why I went to my family doctor two months ago.

Thankfully, mom and I aren't doctors, but seriously, if this ends up being one of those two things, that, AHEM, the patient has MENTIONED time and again since the beginning of this ordeal... I'm gonna havta call Wayne Brady. And Wayne Brady is gonna havta smack a bitch!